Liuzi stepped outside just to see his Young Master sitting in the carriage, propping his cheek, apparently lost in thought. Weighing the breakfast in his hand, he mused that the Young Master had always been picky about food and might not fancy these snacks. Liuzi smacked his lips, about to tuck the shaobing into his bosom, when the Young Master suddenly snapped to his senses and snatched the shaobing from his hand.
"Did that girl give this?" Xia Zheng asked as he unfolded the cloth and, without even washing his hands, pinched a piece of mooncake and started eating it. The mooncake, as big as a palm, was devoured in just a few bites.
Liuzi watched on, his heart aching. Just now, he had clearly seen the Young Master looking unhappy, so how could he be in the mood to eat? Doesn't he detest eating when he's upset? And besides, that shaobing was what he had begged from Miss Lin—was it just going to end up in the Boss's stomach?
