Lan Yue watched helplessly as Zhao Lingxi calmly finished the last bite of the pastries.
Her mouth hung open.
She stared.
Then stared harder.
"…She actually ate all of it," Lan Yue muttered.
She smacked her lips, feeling irrationally offended.
Not even one piece.
Not even a crumb.
Lan Yue snorted and crossed her arms. "Tch. Stingy female lead. Serves you right."
She turned her head away in a huff, convincing herself she didn't care. Those pastries were clearly poisoned anyway. She was doing herself a favor by not touching them.
Still… they smelled really good.
Her gaze drifted back—and that was when she noticed it.
Qin Wen's gentle smile hadn't faded, but there was something sharp hidden beneath it. Zhao Ruoqing stood beside him, fingers tucked into her sleeves, her lips curved in a subtle, satisfied smile.
They exchanged a glance.
Quick.
Silent.
But unmistakable.
Lan Yue's spine tingled.
Yeah. No. Those two were absolutely up to something.
