Neither Honest nor Upright

Bai Pu sat down in a seat by the window. The streetlights outside were bright, and she enjoyed the view, coincidentally noticing a car parked at the intersection. The owner's expression appeared cold under the streetlight, and his features looked familiar. It seemed as though his profound gaze met hers from a distance for a brief moment.

On the other side, Mu Qingyun opened the lunchbox and noticed that Bai Pu had been gazing outside. He followed her gaze but only saw passing cars. He couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Is it not to your liking?"

"Ah, no," Bai Pu quickly replied.

In the dark night, the black Maybach, like a dormant beast, sped away the instant the traffic light turned green.

Bai Pu withdrew her gaze and looked down at the table. Mu Qingyun's presentation was exquisite, catching her eye. She quickly shook her head again and repeated, "Really, it's not that. I just love eating these!"

"In that case, taste a bit more. Next time—"