Lin Xihe stopped crying, stared straight at him, and asked in a questioning tone, "Mu Ruoyan, how long are you going to pretend to be stupid in front of me?"
"Can't you just tell me straight what I did wrong? I admit defeat, okay?" Mu Ruoyan's voice was a mixture of helplessness and doting. At least Lin Xihe could talk to him properly now.
"Since you want me to speak, then let's be frank! Who was that woman you were with at the teahouse? And who was in your mansion that day?! You clearly like more than just me, and you have those kinds of relationships with others, so why bother lying to me?" Lin Xihe's voice was filled with suppressed anger and grievances.
When Mu Ruoyan heard the reason for her anger, her heart suddenly pounded violently, as if it were about to burst out of her chest.
But he restrained himself, maintaining a calm expression, and uttered, "And then?"
In reality, his heart was in turmoil, eager to know how much she was still hiding, so he could only pretend to be calm and continue to probe.
"And then what?! If you have someone else in your heart, why do you keep me by your side? I hate it when you get close to someone else and then come to me. Touching me like this only makes me feel disgusted." Lin Xihe's voice trembled, and tears welled up in her eyes again, streaming down her cheeks.
Mu Ruoyan's heart softened instantly. It turned out that she didn't resist Ji Zhuo's touch or find him dirty because of him.
Lin Xihe's words filled him with both surprise and bitterness. He was surprised that she cared about him so much, but bitter because she had kept that care buried deep in her heart, leading to this misunderstanding between them.
"And then?" Mu Ruoyan still tried to remain calm, maintaining her indifferent demeanor.
He had always been the one to open up to her without reservation, but Lin Xihe was always cautious and never showed him her inner thoughts completely.
He knew he had to be more proactive in this relationship, and he could only use these seemingly indifferent questions to guide her to tell him more of her true feelings.
"You've been staying at that person's place every day these past few days, haven't you? Why are you coming to see me? Isn't she jealous? You like sweet talk, but if you can do that with someone else, why come to me!"
As Mu Ruoyan listened, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, and he smiled, revealing a few white teeth in the darkness.
His eyes were filled with doting and relief. He knew that the unspoken understanding between them was finally about to be revealed.
Lin Xihe finally mustered all her courage and blurted out all the words that had been suppressed and agonizing in her heart for so long, but Mu Ruoyan in front of her was actually smiling.
In her view, this was undoubtedly a mockery of her!
In an instant, a surge of anger welled up in her heart. Without thinking, she angrily raised her hand, wishing she could slap him again immediately to vent her anger.
However, Mu Ruoyan reacted quickly and grabbed her raised hand.
He was slightly stunned at first, and then he did something that left Lin Xihe speechless—he took her hand and slapped it against his own face.
Lin Xihe was completely stunned. She saw Mu Ruoyan smiling as he actually took her hand and gently slapped her face repeatedly.
What kind of operation is this?
Was he stunned by the two slaps he had given himself?
A wave of panic washed over her, and she hastily pulled her hand back. Mu Ruoyan's unusually absurd behavior inexplicably instilled a sense of fear in her heart.
Lin Xihe felt like she was doomed!
"you……"
Lin Xihe opened her mouth, managed to squeeze out a word, but then didn't know how to continue.
Mu Ruoyan slowly knelt before her, his posture extremely low, yet his voice was gentle yet firm, carrying a calming power: "The woman in the teahouse is a royal physician from the Northern Palace. Her biological father is from the Great Hao, so she has always longed to visit Great Hao. I have known her for four or five years. The person she is in love with is another doctor from the Imperial Hospital, and that doctor has been helping me control the poison in my body."
"What..." Lin Xihe was stunned, her face still wet with tears. If there were any light, you would definitely see that she looked a little dazed.
"When you came to see me that day, she was only there to take my pulse. Lin Xihe, in my entire life, I have never had any feelings for any other woman but you. I didn't come to see you again after that because I thought you were disgusted by my touch because of Ji Zhuo. So, your saying that you thought I was dirty was because of this misunderstanding..."
"It's all my fault. I didn't explain it to you clearly back then." Mu Ruoyan's voice was filled with heartache, and every word seemed to carry warmth, gently caressing Lin Xihe's heart.
Lin Xihe listened quietly to his words, her mind seemingly blank for a moment, unsure how to respond.
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