Su Hanxuan watched as Su Qing sipped on her tea unhurriedly. He couldn't tell if she liked it; her cold face was expressionless.
"Young master, please taste this golden thread cake."
Su Hanxuan greeted Su Qing with a smile. Su Qing raised her head and looked at him. The moment their eyes met, Su Hanxuan's heart skipped a beat.
When he looked again, Su Qing had already lowered her head. She picked up the golden cake and started eating it. Su Hanxuan smiled slightly, but there was a hint of bitterness in his smile.
The man in front of him was a young master. He missed his daughter so much that he even thought a man was his daughter.
"It's delicious."
Su Qing complimented. She truly felt that it was delicious. It was sweet but not greasy, and it melted in her mouth. It was much more delicious than the pastries at the official relay station. She ate two pieces in a row and looked up at Su Hanxuan.
