Coercion

The demeanor, gaze, and cautious movements displayed by her didn't seem like those of a woman who was having an affair.

Song Li became even more convinced that Jiang Lin was overthinking things.

He shook his head and closed the door.

Upon hearing the commotion from the entrance, Bai Pu's hand paused for a moment.

But soon, she continued wiping.

Because Jiang Lin had opened his eyes. His gaze seemed scattered as if he had to make an effort to focus on Bai Pu's face.

Once he recognized her, a smile instantly appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Pupu, my darling, you're back."

Annoyed by his affectionate address, Bai Pu responded with a hint of impatience, "Hmm."

Jiang Lin pursed his lips, his voice softened, "Just a 'hmm'? Why are you so indifferent? In the past, when I called you, you would always respond with 'my dear.'"

He acted as if he were slightly intoxicated, being coquettish.