Ye Mingmei just stood there, taking a long while to come back to her senses.
"Miss Ye, I've served you a new bowl. Be careful, it's hot." The servant placed the porridge bowl on the table and glanced at Ye Mingmei, who showed no reaction.
She just clutched at the hem of her dress, biting her lip, looking somewhat lost as she gazed at Yu Xiuzhun.
Yu Xiuzhun ignored her, his head bowed, dining elegantly.
As if the scene that just unfolded was nothing but an illusion.
"I'm already full."
After a long wait, only when Yu Xiuzhun put down his utensils and picked up the napkin to meticulously wipe the corners of his mouth, did Ye Mingmei dare to speak.
Not taking a step forward, she stood at the farthest distance from him.
Upon hearing her, Yu Xiuzhun lifted his head and glanced at her.
"I'll have the driver take you. Come by yourself in the evening."
"..."
Ye Mingmei's body trembled, surprised as she lifted her head.
What did he say?
What did his words mean?
