Song Jingchen didn't know that he had been noticed, but even if he knew, he wouldn't care. Ever since he stepped into the capital, she had been staring at him.
Shen Yijia did not know that she had done something bad by treating someone to fish. The couple sat in the carriage and shared their experiences today.
Hearing that Shen Yijia had met the white-haired man again, Song Jingchen frowned slightly. When he heard that she had treated him to roasted fish, his frown relaxed again.
There was even a smile in the corners of her eyes. Perhaps the capital had one more patient now.
He had seen the man twice. He felt that the man was looking at Shen Yijia as if he was looking at another person through her.
Song Jingchen naturally didn't think that the white-haired man was old friends with Madam Wang like Shen Yijia did. However, it reminded him of the portrait he saw in the secret room.
His gaze subconsciously fixed on Shen Yijia's smooth forehead.
