After the incense stick burned out, the room returned to silence.
Qiu Zhihe collapsed onto the bed, her face still carrying an expression of incredulous shock.
She had just tried to assert her authority as both a wife and a mentor, but it was completely ineffective in front of Qin Gengyun.
He had subdued her without giving her a chance to speak, followed by some "harsh" punishment.
At this moment, Qin Gengyun stood in front of her, looking down: "Will you dare to secretly do things behind my back again in the future?"
Qiu Zhihe looked up, her gaze cold, still unwilling to yield: "It's clearly because you didn't listen to me— I told you not to come looking for me these past few days, and now our relationship has been exposed. You'll be in danger too!"
Qin Gengyun chuckled, leaned down, and pinched her smooth chin: "What danger will I face? Or, dear wife, have you really done something during your recent trip down the mountain that I don't know about?"
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