Su Qinglan forced her lips to move. A stiff little smile pulled up, and she took a small step back. Her throat still burned, but she tried to sound soft.
She walked toward the corner where she had kept the roasted meat bundle. Her fingers trembled a little, but she made her voice sweet.
"You don't have to believe me now," she said lightly. "My actions will prove to you in the future. Here, try this. I made it myself for you as an apology."
She untied the leaves slowly. The warm aroma of roasted meat spread in the cave. It slipped into the air like a silent trick.
Hu Yan froze. His nose twitched once, then again.
His golden eyes widened just a little. Like a big tiger catching the smell of prey. Or like a cat that suddenly spotted dried fish.
But the moment he remembered who was standing in front of him, his face turned dark again. His sharp eyes covered the spark like a heavy stone.
He looked at her as if she had just offered him poison.
