Then, Auntie Zhang secretly told him that Su Shengjing had finished the whole bowl. He was just unwilling to admit it. Rong Si's lips twitched as if he was trying to hide a smile.
This smile was faint, but it was soul-stirringly beautiful. Auntie Zhang felt that if she were a few decades younger, if she had still been in that era of her life, she might have been mesmerized by him and tried her best to woo him.
No wonder a young lady like Little Jiu likes him. He is really good-looking.
***
Auntie Zhang arranged a guest room on the first floor for Rong Si. Rong Si lay in this unfamiliar environment. It was late at night, but he did not feel sleepy at all. It was not because he felt uncomfortable, but because his mind was filled with thoughts of Su Jiu.
She was upstairs, under the same roof as him, but he couldn't see her. It was torture for him.
