Shen Yanchuan suddenly cut her off. He lifted his gaze slightly, his dark, cold eyes landing on her. A storm seemed to be brewing beneath his placid surface, as if something was about to break free and surge forth.
Ye Chutang: "…"
'With Shen Yanchuan's connections, she refused to believe he hadn't heard the recent rumors about them that were running rampant throughout the Capital City.'
Shen Yanchuan watched her, then spoke with a casual air—
"Besides, who said they were rumors?"
...
The atmosphere grew subtly tense.
Ye Chutang's eyelashes fluttered. She silently swallowed the words that had been on the tip of her tongue. 'I can't possibly respond to that.'
Shen Yanchuan silently observed the woman across from him, hoping to glimpse even the faintest ripple of emotion on her face.
She was far too clever not to understand what he meant.
'When I said that, I considered many possible reactions,' he thought. 'But this one… this was the one I wanted to see least of all.'
