Hearing this made Xi Jin feel even more ashamed. He raised his head to look at Shen Yunya, who was pressing her lips together and forcing herself to smile. He said, "I am just teasing you. Don't take it seriously. Getting married is a major event in one's life. How can it be child's play?"
Ya'er did not care if she was standing in front of the onslaught. But she wondered, as a man, how could he allow a woman to stand and face the wind and waves, bearing such a crime on his behalf?
Shen Yunya relaxed her mouth and gently gave a sound of acquiescence. Then a tear immediately rolled down and fell straight onto Xi Jin's shoulders.
Xi Jin looked at the mark left by the drop of water on his shoulder. He was somewhat in a daze. It was a long time before he said, "Ya'er, I want to sit here by myself."
"Well, I'll go back and embroider the wedding dress." Shen Yunya complied. She glanced at him and then left. She did not stay too long.