39 Leaning Closer

Not too long later, a shiny pair of black leather shoes stopped in front of Yan Xiruo.

Her butterfly-like long lashes fluttered. She slowly looked up, her gaze following the man's long and slender legs.

She was squatting and he was standing. As such, she could only see his firm chin and tightly-pressed thin lips.

Ye Juemo looked from atop at the woman who had shrunk herself into a ball. She looked like an abandoned child. Tears that were not yet dry were still hanging on her dense eyelashes. Her eyes looked helpless and sad.

Yan Xiruo withdrew her gaze. She buried her small face in her knees again.

She had grievances toward this man in front of her who had ruined her innocence.

After all, chastity was extremely important and cherished for a conservative woman. However, once she thought of Lu Jingchen's face, she felt that it was good to have lost her innocence as well.

Ye Juemo saw that she had retracted into her shell again. He squinted and said in a deep voice without any trace of temperature, "How long more do you want to squat here for?"

Yan Xiruo's nose felt sour. Warm liquid fell out from her eyes.

She didn't want to reveal her weak side in front of him. However, she couldn't control her emotions.

She didn't understand why she always looked so sorry in front of him…

Ye Juemo saw the woman who was tearing profusely but remaining silent. He bent down, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her off the ground.

The moment his warm and dry palm clasped her wrist, Yan Xiruo's heart jumped as well.

She withdrew her hand and stared at him with a guarded and panicked expression. However, her eyes were red and there was a layer of mist covering them. Instead of looking imposing, he couldn't help but feel that she looked pitiful to him.

"Why? Do you want to continue to squat here and let the cold wind blow at you?" His cold and thin lips curved, carrying a trace of sarcasm.

Yan Xiruo was very fragile and sensitive at this moment. When she heard this tone of his, her hidden thorns suddenly appeared. Ignoring how cold he looked or how chilly the atmosphere was, she suddenly curved her lips and mimicked the way he smiled, which was with a trace of sarcasm. "What business is it of yours?" Actually, she felt a little moved that he was paying attention to her at this point in time.

It was just that the people on the cruise were all respected. She was a married woman. Why give him trouble?

As soon as Yan Xiruo's words fell, the surrounding air seemed to freeze into ice.

The unfathomable man's face turned dark at this moment. His cold eyes were confusing.

Yan Xiruo couldn't tolerate this low atmosphere, which made her feel breathless. She dared not look into his frosty cold eyes. She lowered her long eyelashes and stared at her toes. "You warned me before not to provoke you anymore. Similarly, I hope that you would leave me alone."

Yan Xiruo turned around and didn't look at him again.

A few seconds later, footsteps that were drifting farther away from behind her could be heard.

Yan Xiruo looked at the vast sea. She felt like a lonely boat floating alone — helpless and confused.

She shrank herself in a corner again and used both her arms to wrap around her trembling body. She had just buried her head in her knees when the sound of steady footsteps could be heard again.

Not too long later, the big and tall shadow enveloped her delicate body.

Yan Xiruo looked up. When she saw that the handsome face looked colder under the dim yellow lights, her long eyelashes trembled even more.

"Woman, I'm asking you again. Are you sure you want to squat here all night?"