Every time Daohua sent food, Xiao Yeyang would personally check it himself.
Noticing that this time the offerings seemed more comprehensive than before, Xiao Yeyang felt quite happy inside.
Defu, too, was beaming, and he said to Xiao Yeyang with a smile, "This humble one has inquired, and the sweet fermented rice is only available to the Master and the three young masters of the Yan Family. Young Master Dong and Young Master Su don't have it. Also, things like black rice, rouge rice, and fresh fruit—our place has more than others do."
Although Xiao Yeyang was happy at heart, he pretended not to care, "This fellow, why has he suddenly started to be good to me?"
Defu laughed, "Isn't that because the Master has also been good to Miss Yan? Miss Yan is just returning a favor for a favor!"
Xiao Yeyang felt somewhat displeased upon hearing this. It felt as if Daohua was reluctant to owe him and had to return something whenever he gave her a little something.