Xie Youchen froze once more.
The young man's usually sharp and piercing dark eyes widened, staring fixedly at the girl right before him.
He seemed to have forgotten how to breathe, utterly motionless.
His dazed expression made him look a little goofier than usual, but it was adorable.
Jiang Qingli couldn't help but stifle a giggle.
'My melancholic act was a success,' she thought. 'Not only did it fool Ye Linyuan, but now I've even gotten Xie Youchen.'
It seemed this tactic of building suspense had frightened the Marshal, a man who was otherwise invincible on the battlefield.
He stared unblinkingly at Jiang Qingli, as if trying to determine if she was just toying with him.
For a long moment, he couldn't utter a single word.
Jiang Qingli blinked. In the dim light, she took his hand, intending to repeat herself so he would hear her clearly. But just then, a piercing crash echoed through the room.
