The word to describe it is—submission?
Submission?!
Shang Ruyi suddenly drew in a sharp breath, and for an instant, countless doubts swelled in her mind, only to unravel all at once.
Just as she was feeling somewhat numb and unsteady, a hand reached from behind to gently support her back. Turning her head, she saw that Yu Wenye had somehow already made his way behind her to steady her.
Compared to Shang Ruyi, who was shell-shocked as if struck by lightning, he was rather calm. He merely whispered, "Sit down first."
"..."
Shang Ruyi looked at him with a complicated expression for a while, then lightly nodded.
Without saying a word, she followed the warmth and strength of his palm, led by him to slowly walk aside and sit down, only to feel her heart still pounding rapidly, making her chest burn.
Yet, she couldn't utter a single word.
