After getting ready, she planned to go out. If that young lady wanted to come down for dinner, she would definitely come down on her own; there was no need for her to go upstairs and call her with gritted teeth.
However, after she and Shi Aoju finished this delicious meal, it was likely Su Jiuyi would never be allowed back into this house again.
Even in death, one must have dignity. There wasn't much to take from her room anyway, and if they wanted to throw it out, that was fine with her.
Su Jiuyi picked up the plate with a smile and turned around, only to unexpectedly see Shi Aoju standing at the doorway.
He leaned lazily against the door, with a noble and imposing demeanor. Although she hadn't seen him for a few days, the contours of his face seemed a bit more gaunt, and the fatigue between his brows was more pronounced. Yet, he was still so handsome, so perfect and unabashedly arrogant.
