Liu Yiyi felt as though she might have been ensnared by the legendary trap of good looks. Shao Qi's gaze was simultaneously dangerous and arresting, that complete sense of being devoured strongly resembling the looks from those people back in her childhood—occupying and mocking her all at once.
She really did not understand Shao Qi's mind very well, and everyone handled problems differently: overbearing, cold, and aggressive, or gentle, shy, and talkative.
"Ahem, ahem..." Much of her guarded expression vanished. She arched an eyebrow, having no intention of dwelling further on her past predicament. She had grown up and was now an adult; she was no longer a soft persimmon to be sliced and diced at will. She was in full control of her composure.
Chapter 156