Lin Nianhe had the sharpest sense of danger.
So when she saw Aunt Wang's eager hands, she skedaddled, almost leaving Su Yuncheng in the dust.
Su Yuncheng chuckled as he followed behind her at a leisurely pace.
Having sensed that she was out of Aunt Wang's danger zone, Lin Nianhe slowed down. Hearing footsteps behind her, she looked around and stopped to ask him, "Weren't you going to eat at Uncle Zhao's house? Can't find the way?"
They had already passed the turn to Accountant Zhao's house; why was he still following her?
Su Yuncheng said, "I'm walking you home."
Lin Nianhe glanced at the half-set sun in the west.
Seeing her speechlessness, Su Yuncheng gave another more reasonable excuse: "Aren't you tired? I'll cook for you tonight."
He thought since he came all this way, he definitely ought to take good care of her; otherwise, wouldn't his trip have been in vain?
Lin Nianhe was even more speechless upon hearing this.
