For so reason, her eyes reddened.
Hong Dou pulled out a clean handkerchief, walked up to Su Yan, and crouched down
"Young Master, there’s blood on your face."
While Su Yan ate, Hong Dou wiped her face on the side.
That scene rather resembled an affectionate young couple.
At this mont, laughter ca from the doorway.
Su Yan looked up and saw Su Jiuci leaning against the doorfra, wearing a white shirt.
His phoenix eyes were bent into smiles, and he was utterly clean, looking not so much like a ruthless character but more like the noble son of so family.
Many people followed Su Jiuci.
But he waved his hand, signaling them not to co in.
Then he looked at the line of black-clothed n standing at the doorway.
Su Jiuci walked into the restaurant and sat down opposite Su Yan.
His gaze was appraising,
"Young Master Su goes on a rampage for beauty, I’m impressed."
His tone was nonchalant, his shirt buttons loose, and every word he spoke seed to be teasing.
Su Yan took a pair of chopsticks from the side and handed them to Su Jiuci.
Then she answered,
"It’s only right."
Protecting Hong Dou was indeed the right thing to do.
Su Jiuci looked at the chopsticks she handed over, his eyebrows raised slightly.
Was this Young Master of the Su Family trusting him a bit too much?
Others upon seeing him would either avoid him, fear him, or be on guard.
Even his two older brothers, when facing him, would act with seven parts pretense and three parts sincerity.
Yet there was Su Yan.
Oddly enough, even though she always seed indifferent.
Every gesture carried a natural and implicit trust in him.
Just like in yesterday’s fight, when she unhesitatingly covered his back.
Out of nowhere, but when Su Yan did it, it seed perfectly justifiable.
Su Yan held out the chopsticks for a long ti, then looked at him, puzzled,
"Aren’t you eating?"
Su Jiuci looked at her and after a long while, he couldn’t help but laugh,
"I don’t seem to be that familiar with Young Master Su."
Upon hearing this, Su Yan thought about the fact that they had only t once before, and today was only the second ti.
Indeed, they were not close.
So she intended to retract her hand.
But who knows what he was thinking.
As soon as Su Yan drew back, he reached out and took the pair of chopsticks.
Two forces, incompatible as fire and water, one a ruler, the other highly respected, sat there and started to eat.
While they were eating,
A loud bang at the door accompanied the sound of soone kicking it,
"Which little rascal dares to run wild on the Cao Family’s turf??"
The newcor was a lean figure with a scar on his face, exuding an aura of viciousness.
Daoba.
When this person arrived, more than half of those dining stood up and greeted,
"Hello, Brother Dao"
Su Yan was clueless...
Fortunately, Hong Dou bent over and explained carefully.
"Young Master, this Brother Dao is also one of the most important figures in the Cao Gang."
After listening, Su Yan nodded.
She picked up a piece of beef tenderloin.
And chewed it thoughtfully.
Su Jiuci only had a few bites and then stopped touching the dishes.
He seed quite amused watching Su Yan.
Quite an appetite, huh.
Looking at her, seemingly harmless and gentle, but when she took action, not a word of warning before she chopped off the man’s three fingers with ruthless efficiency.
It’s just when she’s not fighting.
She always looks sowhat dazed and silly.
His attention shifted from her face to her hair.
The jet-black hair looked very soft.
If one were to touch it, it should feel very pleasant.
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