Jing Xiyu didn't know how to respond for a moment. Seeing Qiann Yan's indifferent expression, he suddenly said, "Third sister-in-law, are you guarding against me?"
"What bad intentions could I possibly have?"
"Since you know, why bother approaching me?" Qiann Yan exposed, "You have quite an ambition, but there should be nothing here you want, so don't waste your effort."
Jing Xiyu's smile faded. He had never encountered someone who could so directly expose his thoughts, it was too straightforward.
The room quieted down, Jing Xiyu's playful grin was gone: "Third sister-in-law, I really just want to chat with you."
"By forcing a conversation with me when I'm unwilling, you're disturbing me." Qiann Yan pulled a silver note from her sleeve and placed it on the food box, "I've paid, not going to sweet-talk. Next time, don't bother sending this food, for me it's just about subsistence. I don't care much for what I eat, nor do I crave so-called delicacies."
