Su Xingyu didn't notice his odd behavior.
She gently rearranged the veil, thinking it was bought by the housemaid during a bulk purchase of the master's daily outfits. The maids of the Lu Family are very attentive in this aspect, since their master, Lu Shifeng, never cares about what he wears, and she, the "mistress" of the house, doesn't care much either.
The veil felt soft and pleasing to her, inadvertently lifting her mood. Turning her head slightly with a faint smile, she said to him, "Let's go."
Her smile left him momentarily dazed.
How many years has it been? Even in dreams, she hadn't smiled at him like this.
