Jiang Xinli's heart leaped in alarm, but her expression remained unchanged.
She didn't understand why Yun Bo was secretly writing on her palm instead of just telling her.
'Could it be...?'
Remembering the omnipresent feeling of being watched from the dome of the Deep Sea Territory, she frowned.
But what she couldn't figure out was whether he had truly guessed... or if he was deliberately trying to bluff her.
After all, an emperor's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
Not to mention, from her time with Yun Bo over the past few days, she knew his moods could change in an instant.
He could go from twisted and sinister to gentle and deeply affectionate in the blink of an eye.
Just like the mask that hid his expression, she had no idea which version of him was the real one.
At that thought, she tilted her head up and feigned ignorance. "Yun Bo, I don't know what you're talking about."
