Su Yanyu lowered his eyes. "Thank you for telling me, Miss Hu. I won't disturb Miss Yuanyuan. Can you leave me alone?"
He suddenly felt a lump in his throat.
Hu Yu sighed. "I feel bad for you. But I believe you can get over it."
She glanced at Su Yanyu and saw him crying secretly. Hu Yu was shocked and left silently.
Being unable to love was the most painful thing in the world. Seeing how sad he was, she couldn't even bring herself to tease him.
Hu Yu returned to the kitchen. Liu Yuanyuan was starting the fire. Seeing Hu Yu return, she said coldly, "Is the chicken ready?"
Hu Yu shrugged. "Young Marquis is still processing the chicken. I'll leave it to the two of you. I'm going to sleep."
Hu Yu yawned and went out.
Liu Yuanyuan did not say anything. The fire was burning vigorously, and the water quickly boiled. Su Yanyu had yet to bring the chicken over. Liu Yuanyuan stood up and went to the backyard.
