However, Heyue still couldn't tolerate having such a person standing there blatantly seducing her husband.
If you're going to seduce someone, you should do it secretly. Why are you doing it to my face? Are you ignoring me?
Hmph, if we don't teach her a lesson, she'll really think she can do whatever she wants!
"You may leave!" The voice turned several degrees colder.
Guarjia trembled, glanced at Heyue, but quickly looked away as if she hadn't heard, and asked sweetly with a smile, "Master, you've just returned. Was your journey alright?"
He Yue tightened her grip on the teacup. Damn it, this was blatant provocation!
Just as he was about to tell her to leave, Thirteen heard that she had been asked about herself. She looked up in confusion and saw that pair of almond-shaped eyes were looking at her with tears in them. She could inexplicably see that they were filled with deep longing and grievance.
His heart softened involuntarily; after all, she was his woman. Seeing her like this, he suddenly felt a pang of pity and replied, "I'm fine."
Hearing the gentleness in his tone, Guarjia's eyes lit up with joy, but Heyue's heart sank, and she gritted her teeth in secret.
"My lord, you haven't visited me in so long, I miss you terribly." As she spoke, she raised her hand to wipe away tears, looking utterly pitiful.
Thirteen panicked a little and quickly stood up: "You, you don't cry..."
Sensing the coldness from He Yue's side, he suddenly stopped talking, sat back down somewhat awkwardly, coughed, and spoke again: "Master is fine, you can go back now."
Guarjia stared at him expectantly, but when he stopped looking at her, she bit her lip in resentment, curtsied, and slowly retreated.
As I reached the door, I turned back for one last reluctant look.
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