Yun Shifei noticed Zhao Haishuang's smile stiffen for just a moment.
But she pretended not to see it.
She couldn't show fear or cowardice!
Yun Shifei kept repeating this to herself in her mind.
She didn't realize that her nervousness had been sensed by Cheng Lie.
The young man glanced at her sideways, noticing her composed face but the unconscious tight fists she was clenching.
To someone unaware, it might seem as though she was preparing to attend a perilous banquet.
He couldn't suppress a light sneer—so timid, she could barely manage her own life, yet she wanted to protect him?
She had no idea that he didn't need her protection at all.
Still, he was somewhat curious to see what Yun Shifei planned to do in a moment.
Originally, Zhao Haishuang hadn't prepared food for one extra person. Now, with Yun Shifei saying she wanted to stay for dinner, Zhao Haishuang had no choice but to instruct the kitchen to prepare two additional dishes.
