Throughout the meal, Lu Fengxuan ate with an exceptionally tired heart, and the scrutinizing gaze of Yu Wanzhi across from her only added to her annoyance.
In such a setting, as the young mistress of the Yu Family, she had to maintain a dignified smile on her face, leaving no room for criticism.
After the meal, she excused herself to visit the restroom; the food she had just eaten felt like it was pushing back, refusing to come up, and sat uneasily in her stomach.
The mirror reflected a slightly haggard face.
Lu Fengxuan quickly touched up her lipstick to brighten up her complexion and patted her cheeks to add some color before she left the restroom.
Upon her return to the living room, Yu Chiyin's gaze immediately met hers; seeing that she was all right, the tense lines on his face relaxed slightly, losing some of their sharpness.
Lu Fengxuan walked straight to his side and sat down. The chair had barely warmed when she heard someone mention her name.
