Yu Xiheng took it, nodding in agreement. "Alright."
After a brief pause, he asked, "Did you run into any members of the Yu family just now?"
"Yeah, I did, but I ignored them," Si Fuqing said, shrugging as she took out two pairs of chopsticks. "Anyone who's not nice to you, I don't like either."
Yu Xiheng's hand paused, and he suddenly smiled. "Mhmm, don't bother with them."
"Eat, eat," Si Fuqing urged, resting her chin on her hand, her fox-like eyes shining brightly. "I've already eaten, so you should have a good meal."
This time, it was Yu Xiheng who looked away first, his gaze deepening as he sighed softly in his heart.
How could he not be moved when she looked at him like that?
He lowered his head and picked up a vegetable bun, raising his eyebrows slightly.
He might as well believe what a certain bald man said.
If it were true, Guanghua Temple's incense would never be extinguished.
