In the end, Lin Feng had no choice but to agree.
He stayed in the Su household for nearly an hour, sharing the simple meal with Su Muyao and Wanwan.
Su Muyao began cooking her specialty dishes as well, no longer needing to be cautious with the large amount of food Lin Feng had given them.
The dishes were modest, but prepared with care, and the warmth of the small home contrasted sharply with the cold indifference he often found in the wider world.
They talked lightly, Su Muyao cautiously at first, then with more ease, as if the presence of someone genuinely kind allowed her to lower her guard.
Wanwan was uncontainably cheerful, bouncing between questions and laughter, telling stories of her days at the academy, her voice bright and her excitement shining through.
Lin Feng listened quietly, smiling softly at the girl's enthusiasm.
He said little, but every word carried a careful weight, encouraging without being overbearing.
