Ye Nanxun caught sight of the cool, aloof man, her thoughts wandering, bemused by how the young master - so skilled at cooking - seemed to hold a grudge against housework. That's not to say he couldn't clean, it's just that his efforts were always disappointing.
Her train of thought was disrupted as Zhou Sinian approached; in a sweet-natured manner, he repeated his earlier words, perhaps thinking she hadn't heard him, "What would you like for dinner? We don't have much at home, I can buy some now if you like."
The Zhou Sinian of the past would never have initiated so much conversation. He was always distant with people, his words short and biting, no superfluous chatter.
But when he is with the current Ye Nanxun, he always seems to have a lot to say.
His sudden gentleness made Ye Nanxun uncomfortable again. Maintaining her calm, she took a step back and declined his offer, "I have plans tonight. You eat by yourself."
She then turned to go to her room to change her clothes.
