At dinnertime, Song Lianhe stood by the door, peering outside from time to time.
After he'd left this morning without a backward glance, the man hadn't shown his face since. 'Is he angry?'
'I guess so. As the villain, he and the male lead are natural-born enemies. For him to misunderstand and think I like the male lead is tantamount to betrayal!'
'It's a wonder he hasn't already killed me. How could he possibly be nice to a "traitor" like me?'
'But...'
'But we just...'
Song Lianhe stared at her toes, suddenly feeling a little wronged.
'He didn't ask a single thing and just condemned me. How can he be so unreasonable!'
Just then, Xuan Mei stepped forward. "Madam, the food is getting cold."
"Oh."
Song Lianhe knew that Xuan Mei wouldn't eat until she did.
'Sigh... Even if I don't eat, Sister Mei still has to.'
She sat down at the table, picked up her bowl and chopsticks, and started shoveling rice into her mouth with her head down.
