Ye Chutang slightly raised her eyebrows, seemingly a bit surprised and flattered. “Oh?”
Shen Yanchuan glanced at the weather: “It’s snowy and cold today; I’ll take you back first.”
Ye Chutang paused for a moment, then politely thanked him: “Then I shall thank you in advance, Young Master.”
As soon as she stepped into the carriage, Ye Chutang felt a warm breeze hit her face.
She looked at the heater on the small table with some surprise.
It was still early in the day, yet Shen Yanchuan had already used it?
The faint scent of sandalwood, carrying with it a warmth, quickly dissipated the chill of the snow and wind surrounding her.
Ye Chutang sat down opposite Shen Yanchuan and felt much warmer and more comfortable than before.
She let out a soft sigh.
This man indeed lived a comfortable life.
“The Young Master’s arrangements are indeed thorough; even in such heavy snow, it’s as warm inside the carriage as in spring.”
Shen Yanchuan, who was holding a scroll in one hand, paused upon hearing this and looked up at her.
Tian Cheng, outside the curtain, couldn’t sit still upon hearing these words and couldn’t help but turn around to explain: “Actually—”
“If you find it cold, then there’s no need to go through this trouble,” Shen Yanchuan said.
Ye Chutang blinked.
That tone… sounded a bit displeased somehow?
Who could have made him unhappy?
Shouldn’t that be the case?
Judging from Xu Jie’s behavior earlier, everything today should have gone very smoothly.
Moreover, Shen Yanchuan clearly knew why she went out today.
“There are some matters that cannot be postponed; it’s better for me to handle them personally,” Ye Chutang said without hesitation. “Besides, if I hadn’t gone out in the snow today, I wouldn’t have been able to witness such a wonderful scene.”
Seeing her sitting there with her once snow-white face now showing a hint of warmth, Shen Yanchuan felt somewhat relieved and his heart settled down a bit.
But in the next moment, a sense of inexplicable frustration grew in his chest.
Her body was not accustomed to the cold, yet he didn’t seem to care much about it?
He narrowed his phoenix-like eyes slightly, speaking in a calm and indifferent tone.
“Those matters can be handled by the people below; there’s no need for you to go to such lengths,” Ye Chutang then realized something and looked up at him.
Hmm… Shen Yanchuan seemed to be angry because she went out in the snow and wind?
As this thought flashed through her mind, Ye Chutang fell silent.
She really wanted to ask why, but seeing the faint coldness in the man’s eyes and brows, she wisely chose not to bring it up.
—Her desire to survive was always strong.
At this moment, this man was not to be provoked.
After much deliberation, Ye Chutang cleared her throat lightly: “I didn’t expect it to snow when I went out.”
As soon as she said that, Ye Chutang felt something was off—she seemed to be explaining herself to Shen Yanchuan?
What was this inexplicable feeling of guilt and humility?
Shen Yanchuan didn’t say anything; he just lowered his gaze back to the scroll in his hands, his expression cold and calm.
The atmosphere inside the carriage suddenly became somewhat tense.
It was hard to describe that feeling.
Bởi vì từ đời này sang đời trước, trong suốt những trải nghiệm của cả hai cuộc đời ấy, cô ấy chưa bao giờ có trải nghiệm như thế này.
— Cô ấy dường như đang nhận lỗi vì đã làm điều gì đó sai trái, nhưng người kia dường như cũng không mấy biết ơn cả.
Quan trọng hơn, trong tình huống này, cô ấy lại chính là người cảm thấy có lỗi hơn.
Có điều gì đó không ổn.
Rõ ràng là anh ta đã nói trước, là anh ta sẽ đến đón cô ấy.
Tại sao sau khi lên xe ngựa, tình hình lại bị đảo ngược như vậy?
Ye Chutang dừng lại một chút, rồi cuối cùng cũng nhún vai: “…Thôi được, tôi chỉ cảm thấy hôm nay tuyết rơi, là một ngày tốt để tiễn người đi xa mà thôi.”
Cô ấy vuốt ve chiếc cổ lông trắng như tuyết của mình: “Thực ra cũng không lạnh lắm đâu…”
Bỗng nhiên, giọng nói của cô ấy dừng lại.
— Khoan đã, có vẻ như có điều gì đó không ổn!
Lời nói của cô ấy sao lại giống như đang an ủi một người đàn ông vậy!
