Lu Nanchen did not see Yao Yingying. After greeting the two guests briefly, he began to select different ingredients, intending to offer new gastronomic experience to Yu Ting, assuming she must be tired of the usual dishes.
Deeply engrossed in selecting what to cook for dinner, Lu Nanchen hadn't noticed when Yao Yingying began to inch closer to him.
Lu Nanchen, sensing Yao Yingying's movement, instinctively recoiled in the opposite direction.
Yao Yingying closed in a small step, but Lu Nanchen retreated a large one.
Uh.
"Are you suspicious of me? Did Miss Yu tell you anything? I mean no harm..." Yao Yingying began to speak, but her voice dwindled off as she talked.
?
"What are you talking about? She hasn't spoken to me." Lu Nanchen bluntly expressed his thoughts.
"Ah... Then I must have wronged Miss Yu. I thought she might misinterpret my actions and then..."
