Ling Feng realized something was off and stiffly turned his gaze back, "Doing what? If it's not for Fourth Master, why haven't you gone in yet?"
Su Ge looked helplessly at the dish she was holding in both hands, "Assistant Ling, could you help me open the door, please?"
Assistant Ling was usually quite observant. What's happened to him today?
Finally, Ling Feng couldn't help but look perturbed. Without saying a word, he plucked up his courage to open the door of the study.
Su Ge said "thank you" and then carried the noodles in.
Inside the study, a noble and refined man was sitting in front of the desk, concentrating on reviewing documents.
The way he pondered with his eyes cast down was full of philosophy, exuding charm in the quiet depths of the night.
Su Ge was momentarily infatuated, but quickly carried the noodles over.
Just as she approached the desk, the man who had been deep in thought suddenly lifted his eyes sharply.