The discussion had concluded, and she had zero interest in allowing this psychological warfare to continue for another second.
Without waiting for polite farewells, Yun Shu reached out and boldly snaked her arm around Bai Yunxian's slender waist, pulling him flush against her side in a flagrant, unapologetic display of ownership.
Bai Yunxian gasped softly at the sudden contact, his aggressive posture melting instantly into a stiff, blushing mess as Yun Shu steered him toward the door.
"We are leaving. Chi Yan, do your job," Yun Shu tossed over her shoulder.
Yun Shu took Bai Yunxian and left first, her dominant stride carrying them swiftly out of the Heavenly Fragrance Teahouse, leaving Mo Ling Yuan sitting alone in the freezing, frost-bitten pavilion.
The sliding door clicked shut, plunging the room into silence.
Mo Ling Yuan remained seated on his cushions for a long, quiet moment.
