Liu Shaoyi looked over at the footsteps at the door and saw Yu Sirou.

To be honest, he hadn't seen his cousin since returning from the teahouse, and today, with Shumulu's hopes dashed, he had a pretty good idea of ​​why. It was probably because what happened at the teahouse that day had left a grudge in the Tong family's heart.

Yu Sirou was also one of the "culprits" in this matter. Liu Shaoyi was not in a good mood when he saw her, but his good manners prevented him from saying anything unpleasant.

Liu Shaoyi asked with a stern face, "Why are you here?"

Hearing his somewhat cold tone, Yu Sirou felt a little wronged, so she said in a aggrieved tone, "What? Can't I come to my cousin's place?"

Liu Shaoyi: ...

Liu Shaoyi: "That's not what I meant."

Yu Sirou: "I noticed that my cousin hadn't eaten after he came back, so I asked the kitchen to make some more food and bring it over to him."

Liu Shaoyi nodded and said, "Leave the food here. You should go back. It would be bad for your reputation if a man and a woman were alone in a room together."

Yu Sirou said, embarrassed and annoyed, "Cousin, I just wanted to help you with some tedious chores. I didn't mean anything by it. Besides, the innocent will clear themselves."

Liu Shaoyi did not believe that the innocent would be innocent on their own; he believed that public opinion was a powerful force to be reckoned with.

Yu Sirou continued, "I know that my cousin went to the Tong residence today. I did say something inappropriate that day, but I could tell that my cousin treated Tong Meimei differently. I was just a little afraid that my cousin would leave me after we got married. I didn't mean to."

Liu Shaoyi sighed, thinking to himself that there was no point in saying anything now.