It seemed Qiao Qingyu sensed an eerie gaze from behind, and suddenly she turned around. Although it was broad daylight, because Qiao Qingyu had turned around so abruptly, her gaze clashed with Su Yunyao's peculiar one in an instant.
Then, Qiao Qingyu gave her a slight smile.
Su Yunyao felt a cold sweat break out on her back, thinking that Qiao Qingyu's smile was truly unsettling, like that of a devil. Su Yunyao hurriedly shifted her gaze and turned to face the dining table, pretending to admire the spread of delicious dishes.
Qiao Qingyu turned back, lifted the lid off the large pot, and picked out the steamed buns one by one with chopsticks into a basket, wondering what Su Yunyao was pondering earlier while staring at her.
Was she figuring out how to snatch He Xiuyu away, or wondering why Qiao Qingyu was acting differently from her past self?
The latter possibility seemed more likely.
