"Liyuan, it'll be time for lunch soon. Since the Business Saintess is visiting, we should make a big meal. Why don't you go to the cellar and get the Spirit Wine I've been saving?"
"Okay~"
After sending Ye Liyuan away, Pei Yuhang turned back to Shang Miaoyan. The warmth on his face vanished, replaced by an impatient expression. His voice was low and icy:
"Shang Miaoyan, stop trying to sow discord! I know perfectly well how Senior Sister Lu treats me. I don't need you meddling in my affairs!"
Hearing this, Shang Miaoyan let out a soft laugh, the mockery in her eyes deepening.
She slowly walked closer, her long skirt swaying gently, carrying a faint, pleasant fragrance. Her voice, however, was as cold as ice. "Know perfectly well? Heh. Xiaohan, you're so naive it's almost cute."
