At some point, the village leader's wife had brought out dishes from the kitchen. These were specially prepared for her son, Xun Changfeng. Knowing he would come home late and not dine with them, she made a habit of setting aside food for him every night.
Upon being called by the village leader, Changfeng finally came out of his dazed state and awkwardly walked over to the table, sitting down next to Xia Liyou.
Mrs. Village Leader looked curiously at the empty seat then at her son before chuckling, "Changfeng, there's an available seat over there. Why not sit there? You're crowding Liyou."
"Exactly, how impolite. It's not like there aren't any seats left." The village leader was much more strict with his son than with others.
Xun Changfeng, realizing his lapse, quickly got up and moved to the empty seat. His gaze softened, although it would still occasionally drift over to Xia Liyou's face.
Could such a beautiful woman really exist in this world?
