Fu Jichen feigned ignorance of her attempt to escape, handing her the home clothes: "Go take off the wedding dress you're wearing."
The wedding dress given to her by another man annoyed him; if he looked at it any longer, he might not resist tearing it apart.
Shen Jianian didn't take the clothes he handed over; she didn't want to listen to him.
"Do you want me to change it for you myself?" Fu Jichen said, stepping closer to her, as if it wasn't a joke.
He knew she was thin-skinned, and it was easy for him to manipulate her.
Sure enough, Shen Jianian got scared, quietly cursed "pervert," clutched the clothes, and slipped into the bathroom, not forgetting to lock the door to prevent that pervert from barging in without notice.
The bathroom was spacious. Shen Jianian pressed the light switch, and a circle of lights overhead turned on, making it bright as day.
