Fu Yang had not been back in his room for long before Fu Siyu came looking for him.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Fu Yang looked up briefly, then lowered his gaze again, his expression downcast. "I've already heard enough insults today. What more do you want to say?"
At that moment, Fu Yang's face still bore the swelling imprint of a slap, which Shu Wan had intended to treat upon his return to the estate.
However, Fu Yang had refused to let anyone near him and had locked himself in his room. Fu Siyu was able to enter because he had full access rights.
Fu Siyu walked up to Fu Yang and stopped in front of him, his gaze resting on Fu Yang's face.
Fu Yang knew that Fu Siyu was looking at him, but he didn't move, just quietly held his ground with Fu Siyu.
After a long moment, a soft sigh seemed to come from above, and then Fu Yang's chin was lifted.
Feeling the warm touch on his chin, Fu Yang startled momentarily, then goosebumps almost fell off his body.
