Hearing this, Zhi Wan suddenly remembered what Shuang'er had said that morning.
'The way to a man's heart is through his stomach!'
Gazing at her cousin's handsome face, she couldn't help but blush, her heart pounding like a frightened deer. THUMP, THUMP, THUMP.
"What's wrong?" Lu Zhan asked in a low voice, noticing her strange behavior.
Zhi Wan cleared her throat and shook her head. "Nothing."
She spooned up a wonton, blew on it to cool it down, and continued to feed her cousin.
A hint of a smile flickered in Lu Zhan's dark eyes.
The displeasure he'd felt in the front hall when he saw how attentive she was to Princess Chang Le and Ouyang Zhenzhu had long since vanished.
'My cousin has me in her heart, too.'
'In a way that neither Princess Chang Le nor Ouyang Zhenzhu can compare to.'
At this thought, Lu Zhan's mood brightened.
He quickly finished the bowl of wontons.
Looking at the empty bowl, Zhi Wan felt a sense of satisfaction.
'Cousin really does like my wontons.'
