Shen Yanshi was momentarily stunned, but then a smile spread across his lips, and the frustration that had been building up all day suddenly dissipated, leaving him feeling refreshed.

"Found it!" Xiang-Nuan exclaimed in delight, running over with an old iron box in her arms.

Shen Yanshi's smile lingered in his eyes, gentle and kind. "Found it so quickly?"

Xiang-Nuan was taken aback, feeling a bit flustered by his unexpected tenderness. She looked at him warily, "What's wrong with you?"