At the dinner table, She Xuan narrowed her eyes as she picked up food, in an excellent mood. Her whole person looked much prettier than before.
In stark contrast was Lu Bei, who looked utterly dejected, as if his soul had been forcibly ripped out of him. Even his back seemed dimmer than usual.
Hu Jiao knew nothing of this and ate happily.
Wei Yu lifted her small bowl and furtively glanced at She Xuan from behind it. Her bright, radiant appearance had swept away the gloom from before. Though traces of illness could still be seen, she looked far better than when she had been listless and dispirited.
The question was, what had Junior Uncle-Master done to her? In just a few short sentences, he had made a woman glow with vitality, as if she had been reborn.
Could this be the legendary love?
But wasn't love supposed to be mutual? Why, then, was Junior Uncle-Master the one who looked dispirited instead?
The more Wei Yu thought about it, the more curious she became. She could not ask directly, so she decided to go home and ask her mother, Zhu Yan. Her mother was well-traveled and knowledgeable, so she would surely know the answer.
"Eat properly. Stop looking around. How are you already acting like your master at such a young age, all..."
Lu Bei cut himself off. He did not want to mention Bai Jin in front of She Xuan. He raised his hand, picked up a goose leg, and placed it in Wei Yu's bowl. "Eat more meat. It won't do for someone your age to eat only vegetables."
Hu Jiao looked at the goose leg in Wei Yu's bowl, then at the greens in her own. The tuft of hair atop her head drooped instantly.
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