"Does it taste good?"
Su Qiao found watching the man drink tea to be a pleasure in itself.
After drinking two sips of tea, Ye Lihan gradually calmed down and regained his composure.
"Mm, it tastes quite good. Thank you for the hospitality, Prince."
"You're welcome."
"Have you ever thought about leaving Huangming and returning to Dongjin?"
Su Qiao stared straight at him without the slightest attempt to avoid the topic.
Under her gaze, Ye Lihan had truly felt at a loss at first, but after slowly calming down, he got used to it.
"Of course I've thought about it. However, I probably can't go back anymore."
Su Qiao rolled her eyes. "Are you afraid Huangming won't let you leave?"
Ye Lihan set down his teacup and shook his head. "That isn't the only reason. I've been away from Dongjin for twenty years. There's no place for me there anymore."
In the earlier years, Dongjin had still held a glimmer of hope for him, but now...
"What? Is the Prince willing to let me return?"
Ye Lihan looked straight at Su Qiao as well, trying to guess what she was thinking.
Now that he had completely calmed down, an imposing air faintly emanated from him. It was much like Su Qiao's at that moment. Though she concealed it well, people with similar auras could easily recognize the things they had in common.
Su Qiao could see through his nature at a glance. Likewise, Ye Lihan could tell at a glance that she had approached him with some sort of purpose.
That was also why he had instinctively resisted contact with her since yesterday.
Of course, he had never expected that people with similar auras could easily be drawn to each other.
And the reason he resisted Su Qiao was that