Yu Jiuqing: "..."
'What is this feeling of being used and then tossed aside?!'
His face darkened. He grabbed the mischievous woman's arm and ground out through gritted teeth, "I could just have someone else deliver the message."
'Just a moment ago, she was calling me 'husband' over and over. Now that she's gotten what she wanted, she's trying to slip away. As if I'd let her get away with that!'
'Most importantly, she had stoked his desire, and now she was leaving. What was he supposed to do?'
'When had the great Prime Minister Yu, always so high and mighty, ever been this frustrated!'
The culprit, Shen Qing, showed not a hint of guilt. She said with a beaming smile, "Husband, are you sure you want to continue? Zihan just left. He might still be right outside. If he sees his father and mother locked in their room for an hour or two in broad daylight, are you sure he won't suspect something?"
