He still thought he was hiding it quite well.
Yet Zhou Xueyi never wondered how he could be oblivious to it.
The old man no longer meddled in Chengzhou's affairs, but he still knew everything that ought to be known.
"Zhou Xueyi clearly doesn't treat me or Zhou Shuyan well; do you see me engaging with him?" Lu Youxi said.
The old man: "...you're quite direct, aren't you?"
"My main approach is sincerity," Lu Youxi said with a sincere face.
The old man: "..."
"Do you have anything else you want to ask?" Lu Youxi posed.
"Nothing more," the old man told the driver, "Let's go."
Then he said to Lu Youxi, "I'll take you back. Where are you staying now?"
"We're heading to the Zhou Mansion tonight," Lu Youxi replied.
The old man curled his lips, his voice seemed to carry a smile but left one uncertain, "Ever since you got married, you've been quite eager to return to the Zhou Mansion."
When Zhou Shuyan was single, he didn't return home as frequently as now.
