After the meal, Shang Ruyi had only taken a few bites, her stomach still empty.
She looked up at Yu Wenye, who was just then slowly putting down his chopsticks and taking out a delicate handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth. Indeed, the demeanor of a noble son was flawless.
After doing all this, he looked up and said, "Next, is there anywhere you'd like to go?"
Shang Ruyi shook her head, "I'm not familiar with the city."
Yu Wenye said, "Then let's head back."
With that, he got up, ready to leave.
Shang Ruyi thought somewhat helplessly—he really is just here for a meal with me, unwilling to linger even a moment longer.
But this time, she didn't simply go along with it. Instead, she spoke up, "No hurry."
Yu Wenye stopped in surprise, turned back, and glanced at her, only to see Shang Ruyi quietly say, "It's rare to have this chance, I... I want to talk with you."
Yu Wenye was even more surprised, "Talk about what?"
