She was just upset that he didn’t take his own health seriously. After all, he had been ill for many years, and though he appeared normal now, his foundation wasn’t as robust as others’. His body needed to be carefully nurtured, otherwise, he would easily fall ill. She took care of him attentively. As long as he was by her side, she would subtly ensure the food he ate and the wine he drank included various nutritious formulas, hoping to strengthen him, to make him healthier. At that moment, the man’s eyes sparkled as he gazed steadily at her, filled with many emotions—anticipation for her answer, mixed with nervousness, fearing her response wasn’t what he wanted to hear. An awkward silence ensued. Had she started to understand? Is teasing you a form of love? The harsher the tease, the deeper the love? Her lips twitched slightly, "Quickly wipe your face. You’re someone who loves cleanliness so much, yet your face is all wet from the rain." She took out a handkerchief from her pocket, He subtly curved his lips, "You help me wipe it." He leaned his face in closer, closing his eyes. Holding the handkerchief gently, she pressed it on his forehead, wiping away the raindrops, then started softly wiping his brows, nose, and cheeks. Shu Yu’s skin was flawless. Even at such a close distance, there wasn’t a blemish or pore to be seen. He truly lived up to his name, like a person made of jade, beautiful and serene. And his usually sharp-tongued mouth now held a slight smile. Some people are like the gentle breeze through the forest, the first light of dawn, or the purest moonlight, and Shu Yu was such a person. When he wasn’t being sharp-tongued, he seemed to gather all the world’s goodness within him. His quiet smile made her want to cherish him, making her subconsciously hold her breath, fearful of disturbing him, afraid of spoiling the beauty he embodied. She wiped meticulously until, after a while... "All done, it’s clean." She put away the handkerchief. Even though it was his request to have her wipe his face, he was unfazed, while she inexplicably felt a bit embarrassed. It felt as if her cheeks were starting to warm up as well. She glanced at him secretly again. When she had wiped his face earlier, it seemed she wiped very slowly. Originally, she thought he would tease her, but he kept smiling gently the whole time. This gentle demeanor was rare for him. The rain poured harder, but Shu Yu’s mood was very good. He straightened up, standing shoulder to shoulder with her, looking ahead. Yet, his fingertips lightly brushed hers before holding her hand, then slowly, with a hint of tentativeness, as if afraid of being rejected, he carefully interlocked his fingers with hers. "Take a walk with me?" She bowed her head, face hanging slightly down, and then gently nodded. He held her hand with one hand, taking the umbrella from her with the other. They walked side by side under the umbrella, strolling amidst the rain. The wind was cold, but his heart was warm and content. Even though he was quite a germaphobe, and despite the mud splashing onto his boots, it didn’t affect his mood at all. It seemed only a moment had passed, or perhaps a long time, when warmth spread in his palm; he was sweating, maybe because... Dong Huiying turned to look at him, Maybe this person, when it came to emotions, was far more innocent and... tender than she had imagined?