A lover's table has no room for a third person.

  Uh...

  Su Ye hesitated for a moment, her eyes slightly downcast, and her expression seemed somewhat embarrassed. As Ding Sicong was sitting next to her, he naturally took in her expression, her long eyelashes fluttering subtly, hiding the usual sharpness of her features, unintentionally revealing a hint of feminine tenderness and beauty.

  "What's wrong?" He gazed at her, his tone also softening, a faint, indescribable flutter rising in his chest, the same kind he felt whenever he saw her lost in thought or alone abroad. It made him want to hold her and protect her. She was his student; it was only natural that he had a desire to protect her - this was the only reason he could use to justify the changes in his emotions.

  Su Ye quickly waved off the awkwardness, smiling casually, "Actually, it's nothing, I just... uh..." This sentence was indeed quite strange when said in front of a man.

  Ding Sicong didn't expect her to do that, and after a brief moment of stunned silence, he couldn't help but laugh. Subconsciously, he reached out and rubbed the top of her head, "You little scamp." His words carried a hint of indulgence.

  The man's intimate movements made Su Ye's heart tighten, and she quickly got up and moved away from Ding Si Cheng's range under the pretext of pouring water, smiling and saying, "Not letting go of every detail is what you taught me." She hated herself because just a few seconds ago, she was actually a little infatuated.

  Ding Sicong gazed at her receding figure, her long hair swaying behind her back, and in that moment he suddenly realized he really missed her. A thread of infatuation arose inexplicably, and he stood up, "Xiao Ye..."

  "Xiao Shu, Ye Zi, are you done with your discussion? I've already prepared a big table of dishes, hurry up and come downstairs to eat." Lin Youyou's sudden interruption timely cut off Ding Si Cheng's next words, wearing an apron, her face full of excitement as she stared at the two of them.

  Ding Sicong's enthusiasm was suddenly struck down, his tall figure stiffened on the spot, and after suppressing the inexplicable impulse that had just risen in his heart, he smiled and said, "Alright, let's go down."

  "Lin, you're being too biased! I've been back in the country for so long and you haven't even cooked a bowl of instant noodles for me." Su Ye had just not heard Ding Si Cheng's gentle call, but Lin Yao's sudden intrusion happened to resolve her awkwardness, and she hurriedly went forward to link arms with him.

  "Jealous?" Lin Youyou asked with a sly smile as he looked at her.

  "Right, right, prioritize romance over friendship." Su Ye picked up her bag, "But today this girl really can't take that vinegar anymore, you two be mushy, I have something else to do." This reunion was originally meant for Ding Si Cheng and Lin Yao Yao, a lovers' dinner table couldn't accommodate a third person.

  "After eating, busy with other things." Ding Si Cheng furrowed his brow, his tone more like a command, but unbeknownst to him, a hint of loss rose in his heart.

  Lin Youyou grasped her hand tightly, "I've made a lot of your favorite dishes, don't be disappointed."

  "Silly girl, I really have something to do." Su Ye pretended to be busy and glanced at her watch, "Oh, it's that Mr. Nian, I still need to give him the report, we've already made an appointment." She vowed to only use Nian Boyan as a shield, although the purpose was a bit shameful.

  Lin Yao suddenly let out an excited shriek, "You've got a thing going on with him?"

  "What's going on?" Ding Sicong's tone was slightly unpleasant.

  "Xia Sheng, you don't know, Su Ye and Mr. Nian have a good match, Mr. Nian is tall, handsome and rich, they..."

  "Alright, alright Lin Niang, don't gossip about my affairs anymore, okay? I have to go, really can't stay any longer." Su Ye didn't give the two of them a chance to say more and quickly slipped away.

  "You stinky girl, you say I'm promiscuous and don't value friendship, aren't you the same?" Lin Yao stomped her foot.

  Ding Sicong remained silent, his eyes fixed on the direction where Su Ye's figure had long disappeared, and gradually, his eyebrows furrowed.