For two consecutive days, Xie Xun was shrouded in a low mood, and unilaterally initiated a cold war with Xie Jue. In front of Xie Jue, he tended to be a bit petulant. As the New Year approached, work-related matters were set aside, and Xie Xun was usually the liveliest at the dining table. He could keep the conversation flowing, amuse Ruyi, tease Fengyu, and even engage in casual banter with Xie Jue. But once he grew silent, the entire dining hall fell quiet.
Even Xiaoqi wisely kept his silence, unsure why the Xie brothers had quarreled. Since it had nothing to do with him, he couldn't be bothered to care. Fengyu thought to herself, no wonder Xie Xun dared to start cold wars with Xie Jue!
