Chen Jin felt deeply wronged.
He had not asked to be misunderstood that way either.
He got off the carriage dejectedly.
Yaoyao, who was sitting on the carriage shaft, was puzzled to see this.
What was the matter with Chen Jin?
By right, those two should be cozying up without her in there to disturb them, so why did Chen Jin look so downcast—as if he had been told to get off the carriage?
Had he perhaps done something to make Beitang You angry?
While she was wondering what could have happened, Beitang You suddenly lifted the carriage curtain and yanked her inside.
Caught off guard, Yaoyao fell backward into Beitang You's arms with a startled cry.
With one arm around her waist, Beitang You leaned in and whispered huskily, "Yaoyao, I believe you've misunderstood me."
His warm breath caressed her ear, tickling her, and she hastily clapped a hand over it.
