"Were you looking at me?"
Cui Hui couldn't help taking a closer look at the man.
He had an ordinary face, the sort that would vanish in a crowd, and she didn't remember ever meeting him. But Qi Shan was a Literary Scholar, and she couldn't afford to dismiss his instincts. Lowering her voice, Cui Hui asked, "Are you sure he was looking at me just now?"
If she were still in the bloom of youth, or could stay forever young like her father and the others, she might have smugly assumed he was admiring her beauty. But she was neither, and her clothes and makeup were unremarkable. He hadn't paid attention to her companion, Qi Yuanliang, but had watched her instead. That was rather interesting. Could he really have been there for her? Cui Hui searched her mind, but came up with nothing.
Qi Shan nodded and signaled to the hidden guard accompanying them.
When the man noticed Cui Hui looking at him, he made an excuse to leave.
He had barely reached the alley near the noodle shop when someone blocked his way.
He looked flustered. "What do you want?"
"Heh. Come with us."
Meanwhile, Qi Shan and Cui Hui calmly continued their meal.
Cui Hui's brow remained furrowed.
Qi Shan asked, "Have you figured out who he is?"
"He could be from the Cui Clan."
Qi Shan looked surprised. "Your former husband?"
Cui Hui nodded. "He's very likely one of his people. We divorced, but parted on fairly peaceful terms. In any case, I was once the Cui Clan's matriarch and the birth mother of his heir. Even if only for the sake of our three children, I can't afford to come to harm or leave them with a stain on their names. Given that, it's possible