Even though he didn't say anything, his eyes and that smile on the corner of his mouth implied everything without needing words.
Yun Ran was so angry at him that she didn't want to speak.
Old and new grievances surged up all at once, the more she thought about it, the angrier she got. She reached into her sleeve and pulled out a bun, raising her hand to throw it at him.
The man caught the flying bun effortlessly. It was still warm, soft in his hand, with a sweet aroma lingering at his nose.
"Is this to compensate me for peeping at this young master taking a bath?"
The man smiled, took a bite, and looked as if he was enjoying it, "Hmm, not bad. Red bean paste filling?"
"..."
Yun Ran was even angrier!
She ground her teeth in hatred, "Eat it! May it poison you! May your intestines rot and bleed from seven orifices!"
After saying this, she turned around furiously, leaving without a second glance.
