Shen Chuwei felt that after spending enough time together, a couple could guess what the other was thinking with just a glance or a gesture—that was what you'd call understanding.
She had hinted so obviously, yet Xiao Jinyan still hadn't realized she wanted to satisfy her cravings with those street snacks.
"Your Highness doesn't understand me at all."
Xiao Jinyan looked at the puffed-up Chuwei, not at all annoyed, and asked in a low voice, "Then does Chuwei understand me?"
"Of course I do. Your Highness has a fondness for cleanliness, has little interest in culinary delights, is devoted to Daxia, and wishes to achieve great feats," Shen Chuwei said, looking at Xiao Jinyan with proud eyes.
Xiao Jinyan asked, "Is that all?"
Shen Chuwei was taken aback. She suddenly thought of the hidden portrait and the jade stone. Could it be that she didn't understand Xiao Jinyan enough?
"Your Highness has secrets in your heart, but you're not willing to share them with me."