Lou Xining, who is usually quite the chatterbox, is surprisingly quiet this time... He quietly watches everyone's micro-expressions, forming some conclusions in his mind.
However, he doesn't intend to speak up, and continues eating his food with his head down, with an air of, "I know everything, but I'm just not going to say anything."
Ran Xiangsi didn't plan on refusing, after all, it's just a dish, no harm in trying it.
Just as she reached out with her chopsticks to eat the dish Fu Jingxuan had picked for her, a slim, long hand suddenly appeared, effortlessly pushing the plate away from her.
As the plate was pushed away, it collided with the dishes on the table, making a clear clinking sound that echoed in Ran Xiangsi's mind.
She turned her gaze to Xing Chen beside her, wanting to ask him what madness he was up to again, only to see him looking in Fu Jingxuan's direction.
His phoenix eyes, dark as stars, were filled with overbearing arrogance.
