It would be a lot of awkward talk if she headed downstairs, so Lu Zhaoyang eventually searched for a few Readers' Digest in her drawer and sat quietly next to the sleeping man throughout the remaining morning. "Maybe I'll find some evidence to convince mommy to reconsider…"

A few hours later, when the maids retreated from the corridor for lunch, she woke up Huo Yunting. She peeked at the corridor and kicked the sleepy man out of her room. "Ow—so rude…tsk," Huo Yunting then walked downstairs for lunch after tidying his hair. 10 minutes later, Lu Zhaoyang joined after a quick shower. No one else in the family had noticed anything strange between them.

She wondered if she should join the course at first, considering how the atmosphere had already become tensed at the living room, but the additional set of cutlery on the marble table obliged her. The old lady was not home so that must be meant for her. Various cuisines were served on the table and one of them had caught Lu Zhaoyang's att