“Young Lord, when you’re unhappy, your eyes are colder and more distant. It’s subtle, but really it’s very different from usual.

“Also, you usually like to spend your afternoons meditating, napping, or reclining in your wicker chair and staring off into space. The only thing you don’t like to do is go out for a stroll. Yet this time, you went out for a full four hours. That’s extremely unusual for you.

“Also, I’m a woman, and my intuition tells me that Miss Lingxue’s departure has left you in an strange mood. Am I right?” She spoke softly, not daring to meet Su Yi’s gaze.

Su Yi stared at her for a while, a bit stunned. Finally, he said, “Come on, let’s go eat.”

With that, he walked directly into the pavilion, but inside, he felt a bit strange. Has this woman already learned to read my emotions?

Dinner was sumptuous, and every dish was one of Su Yi’s favorites. There were also two ten-catty jugs of liquor. All in all, it was quite a tempting sight.

When he saw this, Su Yi nodded in satisfaction. “Tonight’s fare looks rather decent.”

Cha Jin rolled up her sleeves and scooped Su Yi a bowl of congee. She flashed him a winsome smile. “I’m just glad you like it.”

Next, she opened the first jar...