Once breakfast was concluded, Li Chenyang followed his father into the private study to discuss that morning's palace work. Only Duchess Wang Qixing, Li Wenmin, Li Xueyue, and Yu Zhen remained in the dining room.
When the meal was finished, Yu Zhen had moved his seat to sit beside Li Xueyue who did not mind his proximity.
Li Wenmin watched with a sour expression while Yu Zhen grabbed Xueyue's chin and wiped her mouth with an expensive handkerchief. He wondered if his Xiao Yue even realized that a handkerchief like that was only meant to show off one's status, and not used as a mouth wipe.
Li Xueyue gratefully smiled at Yu Zhen's gesture. When Yu Zhen leaned in to whisper something into her ear, her eyes lit up in response.
'Tch, it's probably some stupid promise or something. Don't believe his bull crap, Xiao Yue!' Li Wenmin shouted inside of his head, desperately wishing he could say it out loud. If only his mother wasn't in the same room.
