But Su Yu, considerate in every little detail, realized that Yuan Feng had already been busy for half the day and gently declined his kind offer.
Her understanding, however, turned into a knot of confusion in Yuan Feng's mind—he mistakenly believed that his own clumsiness had deeply offended the gentle female director.
Su Yu's thoughts, on the other hand, were even more delicate; she knew her carriage was parked not far away and saw no need to let a young man expend his energy over unnecessary apologies.
As for Yuan Feng's worries, she had long since cast them out of her mind, completely unaware.
As noon approached and hunger became unbearable, Su Yu took Xiao Xixi to a bustling noodle stall.
Two bowls of steaming noodles loaded with lean meat were brought to the table for just sixteen wen, an exceptional value for the meal in Su Yu's opinion.
