Qin Ruan would rather slump on the sofa and play games than engage in verbal duels with people who were probing her in both overt and covert ways.
Among the members who came to visit the Huo Family, there were none who didn't flatter her.
The taste of being fawned over was indeed pleasing, but one couldn't withstand a day filled with such guests, showering praises with the intention to please—it was akin to being slowly boiled alive in warm water.
They respected her for the identity of the Huo Family Head's wife.
Yet she was still of marriageable age, seemingly inexperienced and harmless—how many were truly sincere?
If Qin Ruan really had the mind of a naive youth, surrounded by these flattering compliments over a long time, she would eventually lose herself.
Qin Ruan's mind was clear and rational, aware of what she was pursuing in this life, and did not enjoy the feeling of being constantly adored.