Jiangli instantly felt awkward and said, "No need, no need, that's not what I meant. I was just asking casually."
Fu Shiyan raised an eyebrow, the corner of his lips curving slightly, "Can I go out now?"
Jiangli quickly nodded, "Mr. Fu, please feel free."
Seeing her as if she were facing a great enemy, Fu Shiyan chuckled softly, giving Jiangli a meaningful glance.
Before he left, he dropped a sentence with a rising tone.
"Don't be nervous, I won't eat you up."
Jiangli was stunned, and before she could regain her composure, Fu Shiyan had already carried the soup bowl and walked out of the room.
Watching the room door open and then close.
Jiangli touched her earlobe and hissed, feeling a complex mix of emotions.
What that feeling was, she couldn't articulate at the moment.
Perhaps it was because she had absorbed quite a bit of luck recently, she felt her heartbeat was inexplicably fast.
