A Pleasing Sight.
Ran Yurou silently watched for a while, and as her gaze shifted, she saw Ran Yu absentmindedly gnawing on a chicken claw, either completely indifferent or already accustomed to it...
Unconsciously, her fingers tightened around her chopsticks.
.
After dinner, everyone gathered in the living room, watching TV and making small talk.
There wasn't much to talk about, really. Lu Ziheng, though his demeanor was amiable, rarely spoke and didn't watch TV, mostly looking at his phone.
Qin Yi was also very quiet.
Finally, at nine o'clock, Qiao Li, who had been talking until her throat was dry, took a sip of water and then suggested, "It's getting late, why don't... Master Three and Xiaoyu stay over tonight?"
She had thought they wouldn't agree so easily, but who would have known...
"Sure."
Ran Yu was startled, quickly tugging at Lu Ziheng's arm, "Are you crazy?"
Lu Ziheng looked at her, "What's wrong?"
