The golden ring on her finger bore the Silver Leaf's insignia. He Haotian's earlier doubt was replaced with amusement. A Silver Leaf student, eh?
He sat properly and left the wine bottle he was drinking on his side. His eyes stared at Lu Xinyi's face with such interest that Mo Lihui felt creepy and uncomfortable. Was he really that two-star Michelin chef? She had learned her lessons now; she couldn't just assume what the other was capable of based on his looks.
"Yes," Lu Xinyi replied. The scent of the brewed tea tickled her nose. She couldn't help but smell her teacup before having a small sip.
"What's your name again?"
"I am Lu Xinyi. We've been looking for you even before the festival started. Just what my husband expected, you're nearby… keeping tabs on what's happening to Grace Palace."
"That makes sense. It wouldn't be easy for anyone to look after Grace Palace if one doesn't have the skills in the kitchen. So what brings you here, Madam Shen?"
