For her chastity, Ye Xiaoying paid no small price and resisted countless temptations.
And now, she had lost her chastity.
Yet, she appeared to be so unperturbed, as if it were a passing breeze.
Is this reasonable?
Who in this world, upon losing a treasure they guarded for decades, can truly remain calm, undisturbed, and unaffected?
It's simply impossible!
"What's the deal with the watermelon?"
Ye Xuan couldn't make sense of it, no matter how much he thought, he couldn't understand why Ye Xiaoying had to act out that scene earlier.
It's like the more you try to clear it up, the more tangled it becomes.
Unable to reach a conclusion, Ye Xuan could only put it all aside, sighing, "Forget it, forget it, now that the Cold Poison has been thoroughly cleared, her life is no longer in danger, ultimately it's a good thing."
Ye Xuan squinted his eyes, feeling a bit of anticipation.
