Chapter 77 Abandoning the Scripture with a Mundane Iron (Seeking for First Subscription)

At the dinner table, She Huan was gleefully picking up food, his eyes squinted in delight. The mood was infectious, making him look even more attractive than usual.

In stark contrast was the dejected Lu Bei, who seemed to have had his soul sucked out of him; even his silhouette seemed to have lost a lot of its vitality.

Hu Qing didn't understand all these dynamics, so she happily went on eating her meal.

We Shu picked up her small bowl, covertly sneaking glances at She Huan under the cover of eating. The vibrant beauty swept away her previous listlessness. Although some signs of ill health were still visible, she was far more spirited than before.

The question arose: what had the young uncle done to her? A few words had brought glow back into a woman's face, making her seem as if she had been reborn.

Could this be the legendary love?

But shouldn't love be mutual? Why did the young uncle seem even more downcast?