Mingshu hadn't started yet, but next to her, Yu Tan had already very consciously grabbed a piece of pastry and stuffed it into his mouth, speaking unclearly, "This Prefect really knows how to enjoy life, affording to come to this kind of gilded den, he must have skimmed off plenty."
Ever since he knew Mingshu was one of their own, he'd given up on the thought of seducing her, turning instead to unleashing his true self.
Mingshu gave him a sidelong glance but said nothing.
Zhui Ying, finding this guy displeasing, stepped forward and bumped him with his shoulder, "Move aside, have you no manners? The Lord hasn't served himself yet!"
Yu Tan staggered from the bump, and any flare-up of temper was immediately snuffed out under the intimidating glare; but he was smart, knowing who had a say here.
