With that said, Xiaohua gave Jenny a playful wink and a teasing look.
"Ah!"
Jenny couldn't help but gasp, a deep blush instantly spreading across her face.
It was hard to tell if the blush was from the steam rising from the hot spring, Xiaohua's sudden verbal ambush, or the memory of that night with Feng Mountain. A mix of complex emotions swirled within her.
"Maybe… maybe it's because the food is so good."
Jenny stammered, not even convincing herself. Her voice was barely a whisper, as faint as a mosquito's buzz.
A knowing, playful smile graced Xiaohua's face.
She sidled up to Jenny and lowered her voice, speaking like a cunning little fox.
"Ms. Zhan, why don't you and Brother Shan just get together? Don't be fooled by his constant smile. He's actually quite fragile on the inside."
She paused as if recalling something, then continued.
