Yan Ruyu was momentarily rendered speechless by Shen Huaichuan's remark.
Although Shen Huaichuan's tone was calm and devoid of explicit accusation, his words nonetheless seemed to paint her as overly ungrateful.
Yan Ruyu found herself at a loss for how to respond.
A subtle, fleeting emotion crossed her exquisitely beautiful face.
Observing this, Shen Huaichuan's calm demeanor remained unchanged as he spoke again in a mild tone.
"Could it be that President Yan resents me?"
At these words, a flicker of confusion appeared in Yan Ruyu's eyes, and she was momentarily puzzled.
"President Shen, you're overthinking it."
"I hold no resentment toward you."
Hearing her response, Shen Huaichuan gave a slight nod, as if reassured, and replied with a somewhat hoarse voice.
"I thought President Yan might blame me for not helping to relieve your... need last night, and that you felt I was deliberately humiliating you."