She didn't blame Jian Shichu.
If their roles were reversed last time, and it was Jian Shichu who had risked his life to save someone, almost losing his in the process, she would surely have made even more of a fuss than he did.
Now, what she could do was to sweet-talk the angry Seventh Master Jian and cheer him up.
Jian Shichu stood upright, his pitch-black eyes coldly observing her without saying a word.
Ye Qingci hugged him and gently shook his body, coquettishly saying, "Okay, okay, I was wrong, isn't that enough? From now on, I'll definitely reduce my contact with them and devote myself entirely to our Seventh Master, all right?"
Jian Shichu was still silent, but the atmosphere around him wasn't as cold anymore.
Ye Qingci felt a bit smug.
She knew that as long as she spoke softly and tenderly, Seventh Master Jian had no defense against her.
