Xie Yu didn’t seem flustered in the slightest. He dressed himself with calm deliberation, his words sounding ruthlessly cold: “I only said I’d consider it; I never said I agreed.

“Besides, having someone I actually like as my fiancée—even if it’s just a pretense—makes me quite happy.”

Was he… confessing his feelings?

I was about to follow him out when Xie Yu glanced back at me. “No need to come out. Sleep a little longer; I can handle this.”

Are human men always this doting?

No wonder the Snail Maiden became such a hopeless romantic. Who could possibly resist this?

I didn’t know what Xie Yu said to her, but by the time I emerged at noon, the girl was already gone. Instead, I heard Xie Yu reprimanding a servant.

“Has the Xie household become a place where any outsider can just barge in?

“If a few small favors from Miss Mu were enough to make you open the door, then the Xie family is clearly no longer the place for you.”

The servant didn’t even get a chance to make an excuse; the young man before him had seen through his every thought.

Pale with terror, the servant did nothing but stammer apologies.

Once the servant had scurried away, Xie Yu turned and saw me.

The icy, lethal edge in his expression vanished instantly, replaced by a gentle warmth.

He walked over to me. “Hungry?”

I shook my head.

For beings like me, the desire for food is merely a passing whim. Mortal food is a delightful luxury, but hardly a necessity.

He leaned down, whispering into my ear with a tempting tone, “Osmanthus sweet-skin duck.”

I exclaimed excitedly, “I want it!”

I hadn’t even finished two bites of my meal when the old butler, who had served Xie Yu’s grandfather for decades, came rushing in. “Young Master! Young Master! Come quickly! It’s the Old Master!”

Unfazed, Xie Yu got dressed unhurriedly, his words incredibly ruthless: “I only said I’d consider it, not that I agreed.

“Besides, having someone I actually have feelings for as my fiancée—even if it’s fake—makes me very happy.”

Is he… confessing to me?

Just as I was about to follow him out, Xie Yu glanced at me. “No need to come out. Sleep a bit longer, I can handle this.”

Are mortal men always this pampering?

No wonder the Snail Maiden became such a hopeless romantic.

Who could possibly resist this?

I didn’t know what Xie Yu said to her, but by the time I came out at noon, the girl was already gone.

I heard Xie Yu lecturing a servant.

“Has the Xie family reached a point where any outsider can just barge in?

“If a few petty favors from Miss Mu are enough to make you open the door for her, then the Xie household is indeed no longer the place for you.”

The servant didn’t even get a chance to make an excuse before her thoughts were completely seen through by the young man.

Pale with fright, she kept apologizing profusely.

After the servant dismissed herself, Xie Yu turned and saw me.

The cold, sharp aura in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by warmth.

He walked over to me. “Are you hungry?”

I shook my head.

Honestly, for beings like us, eating is just a whim.

Mortal food is a nice treat, but it’s not a necessity.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear, his voice tempting, “Sweet osmanthus crispy-skin duck.”

I said excitedly, “I want some!”

I had barely taken a couple of bites after sitting down when the old butler, who had served Xie Yu’s grandfather for decades, rushed in frantically. “Young Master! Young Master! Come quickly and look at the Old Master!”

Xie Yu didn’t panic at all. He dressed himself in a leisurely manner and said something incredibly heartless: “I only said I’d consider it; I never said I agreed.

“Besides, finding someone I have a good impression of to be my fiancée, even if it’s fake, makes me very happy.”

Is he… confessing to me?

I was just about to follow him out when Xie Yu glanced at me. “No need to come out. Go back to sleep for a bit; I can handle this.”

Are all men in the human world this doting?

No wonder the Snail Maiden became a lovesick fool.

Who could resist this?

I don’t know what Xie Yu said, but by the time I came out at noon, the girl was already gone.

I heard Xie Yu reprimanding a servant.

“Has the Xie family fallen so far that any outsider can just barge in?

“If a few small favors from Miss Mu were enough to make you open the door for her, then the Xie family is clearly no place for you.”

The servant didn’t even have a chance to argue; the young man before them had seen right through their intentions.

Terrified, the servant turned pale and kept apologizing.

After the servant left, Xie Yu turned and saw me.

The cold, murderous aura in his eyes instantly vanished, replaced by gentleness.

He walked toward me. “Hungry?”

I shook my head.

Actually, for beings like us, the desire for food is just a passing whim.

Human food is a nice bonus, but not a necessity.

He leaned down and whispered into my ear, his tone seductive: “Sweet-skinned osmanthus duck.”

I said excitedly: “I want some!”

I hadn’t even taken two bites of my meal when the old butler, who had served Xie Yu’s grandfather for decades, came running over in a panic: “Young Master! Young Master! Come quickly and see the old master!”