At the moment their eyes met, Shang Ruyi's previously calm state of mind suddenly plunged into an icy abyss, her whole body stiffening for a moment.
It was Yu Wenye.
He was standing in the center of the room, as if scrutinizing something, and when he turned to look at her, his gaze coldly scanned her from head to toe, as if he were surveying his territory.
Then he spoke, "You're back."
"..."
Shang Ruyi's throat tightened for a moment. After a brief silence, she said, "Why have you come?"
"Should I not be here?"
"No, that's not it."
She hurried into the room and looked around. There was nowhere for him to sit, and just as Shang Ruyi hesitated, Yu Wenye pointed to the bed in the room and said, "Sit."
...
He really seemed like the master of this place.
Shang Ruyi didn't argue, and slowly walked over, sitting down at the edge of the bed. Yu Wenye stepped forward, standing in front of her and looking down at her.
