Huo Yunjiao, concealing his inner indifference with utmost tenderness, realized that things were spiraling out of control when he saw the curiosity and unease in Qin Ruan's eyes.
His Ruanruan had never looked at him with such confused, suspicious, and even frightened eyes.
They had been together for so long, and even though they both had secrets they could not share, they always trusted each other; they never doubted one another.
Huo Yunjiao's eyes darkened, and he quickly walked toward Qin Ruan.
His usually calm and graceful steps lost their usual poise, becoming clearly frantic.
"Ruanruan—"
Huo Yunjiao stood in front of Qin Ruan, and his gentle voice rang out.
Qin Ruan's complex fox-like eyes gazed at the man in front of her. Her lightly pursed red lips slightly parted, just as she was about to speak, Huo Yunjiao embraced her.
"Do you not trust me, girl?"
A gently intoned question made Qin Ruan swallow the words that had reached her mouth.