Su Bai looked at the light turned on in the kitchen and thought of what Su Wanxin had said to him. Thinking of Fu Shihan's current situation, he inevitably felt a bit regretful.
What happened between him and Fu Shihan was their own business.
Fu Shiyi hadn't offended her. Involving the innocent was indeed inappropriate.
Su Bai sighed, got up, and walked toward the kitchen. Upon seeing Fu Shiyi sipping milk from a glass, he frowned and asked, "Stomachache?"
"None of your business!"
Fu Shiyi answered irritably, still holding a grudge.
Su Bai was silent for a moment after being rebuffed, then asked, "Can I treat you to a meal?"
He glanced at his watch. It was quite late, but there should still be some restaurants open outside.
Fu Shiyi frowned, unsure of what he meant.
"No one does something nice without a reason. What are you up to?"
Su Bai: "Didn't you skip dinner? I can take you out to eat?"
"Then tell me why I skipped dinner in the first place?"
