'This guy seems to have a habit of grabbing people's clothes.'
'Last time at the brothel, it was the same thing. He grabbed my clothes and wouldn't let me leave.'
Once they were seated, Su Ye's eyes landed on the glutinous rice chicken before her.
The chicken had been marinated in advance, its cavity hollowed out and stuffed with glutinous rice.
The rice inside was infused with the chicken's aroma—sweet, soft, and savory. The dish itself was a fresh, delightful mix of salty and sweet.
After two bites of the chicken, Su Ye finally managed to compose herself.
Her attention was now completely fixed on the chicken.
But as she ate, she looked up and noticed he hadn't even touched his chopsticks.
Su Ye glanced from him to the glutinous rice chicken.
'She hadn't really wanted to talk, just eat quickly and get it over with.'
'As for whether he ate... He could eat or not, for all she cared.'
