"Did she make all of this?"
The servant replied helplessly, "Yes."
As soon as the words fell, Yuntian's face immediately filled with a layer of coldness, his teeth clenched tightly.
She would rather throw away all the food she cooked than let him eat it.
An inexplicable anger surged up inside him.
After drinking, she kept saying she couldn't forget him, yet she instantly called out Zheng Siyuan's name.
All lies, there wasn't a single truth in that woman's words.
With a voice cold as ice, he asked, "Where is she now?"
"Miss Xia said she's a bit tired and went back to her room to rest."
Seeing the icy coldness on Yuntian's face, the servant couldn't help but look bitter.
She originally wanted to matchmake the two, to let them understand each other's feelings. How did it all backfire?
She really didn't understand why Miss Xia had to throw away the food.
Yuntian, with a sullen face, went inside and directly went upstairs. With a bang, he pushed open Xia Tianxing's room door.
