18 Misunderstanding

"Young Master Han! Young Mistress…"

The sound of the Yun Mansion guards as they called out after Guanghan.

"The Young Mistress is fine, stay where you are and wait for orders!" Guanghan's expression was terse and his icy cold voice sounded slightly awkward as it carried a little anger from being embarrassed earlier.

He had tried to make sure his icy and handsome face remained calm, but a faint redness was slowly creeping across it.

"Tsk!" Yun Qingyan shook her head as she looked down at her own clothes and made a face.

How was this considered not wearing clothes? She had covered all the vital parts and her sleeves even came to her forearms. How was this considered not wearing clothes?

Guanghan had a handsome, cold, and distant expression on all the time, but she didn't expect him to be so conservative.

She remembered that in her previous life when she was in the South Sea Realm and countless pretty girls wore very little.

Yun Qingyan gave up and went to get changed, but she noticed from the corner of her eye that even though Ziwan was paralyzed on the floor and had lost her ability to move, her pretty eyes were staring out of the room in a daze.

Yun Qingyan rubbed her chin a few times. So Ziwan actually had feelings for Guanghan.

There was actually someone who was in love with that cold ice cube and wasn't afraid of getting frostbite. This idea filled Yun Qingyan with respect for Ziwan now.

Yun Qingyan changed into everyday clothes and called towards the outside of the room, "I'm done changing, all of you can come in."

Even though his back was facing the door, Guanghan's ears had been listening to the movement inside the room all this while, so he was the first one to turn.

He had just taken two steps when he stopped and looked coldly at all the guards outside the room who were prepared to go in as well. "All of you stay here."

He then turned and entered the room, his gaze swept past the messiness of the room and the mess that was Ziwan and finally landed on Yun Qingyan, who was now fully dressed and sitting happily on the bed.

"What happened here?" He looked at the very pitiful looking Ziwan who looked like she was a dirty rag that had been flung onto the floor. He felt that this pretty servant girl looked fairly familiar.

Weren't the clothes she was wearing the servant girls uniform in Yun Mansion?

The Yun family was almost all male, so both himself and Grand Master Yun didn't have servant girls. The only person who had servant girls was the only female in the entire household – Yun Qingyan, making it clear whose servant girl this was.

Guanghan's sharp brows were deeply furrowed and the cold air he exuded became even colder as he shouted angrily, "Yun Qingyan, can you not get into so much trouble?!"

Yun Qingyan was sitting on the bed and waiting for Guanghan to ask her about the assassination attempt, but heard these words instead and was completely confused.

Wait a minute, this conversation wasn't going where she thought it would be.

"Don't tell me that instead of sleeping at night, you're here abusing your servant girls!" Guanghan's cold aura intensified and he looked at Yun Qingyan with deep disappointment in his eyes. "So much for thinking that you've turned over a new leaf!"

So much for thinking that she might have run into an assassin. He had come running over in a hurry to check on her before fully arming himself even.

After being chided by Guanghan again and again, Yun Qingyan scoffed from being too angry.

She was a hot-tempered person and refused to suffer any injustice.

Yun Qingyan hopped off the bed and started walking towards Guanghan. Each step she took carried a violent cold air around it.

She was like a gigantic beast that had been provoked to its limit, so it walked towards its enemy with heavy and oppressive steps.

She stopped one step away from Guanghan, but her black round eyes stared coldly at him. She didn't have any expression on her face, but the fury within her was unmistakable.

Guanghan looked at this tiny girl whose height barely reached his chest. He was the one looking down at her, but the way she stared at him made him feel like he was being looked down upon.

The young lady tilted her head and there was a faint smile on her palm-sized face. But this smile carried no warmth and was left with nothing by iciness and disgust. "And which eye of yours saw that I was so bored to the point where I started abusing my servant girls?"