Just looking at it made him uncomfortable.
Yan Chu only glanced at him a few times, obviously not too fond of him either, but he left without saying anything. He didn't take the insulated box with him, saying he'd pick it up next time after washing it clean.
Mo Shiche snorted coldly. It was just an excuse to come back next time, wasn't it? Given how familiar he acted, it probably wasn't his first visit.
How close was their relationship?
He looked upstairs—now that the man had left, was she still lingering in the study, reluctant to come out? Or... had something happened just now that temporarily prevented her from coming downstairs?
No sooner had this thought crossed his mind than he immediately rose to his feet and went upstairs.
In the study, Luo Qiangwei sat in her chair, lost in thought, until a sound of footsteps at her side jarred her back to reality, "What are you doing sitting here?"
