After all the dishes were served, the waiters left, and Su Zhinian pulled the chair beside Song Qingchun out and sat down. He ladled a bowl of soup for Song Qingchun, placed it before her, and passed her a spoon.
Before Song Qingchun accepted the spoon, she raised her eyes to glance at Su Zhinian. She stretched her lips before saying softly, "I can eat alone just fine; why don't you go back upstairs?"
"It's fine," Su Zhinian responded in a tone that was as nonchalant as it could be. He wiggled the spoon at Song Qingchun. When she accepted it, he grabbed a piece of fish and put it in his bowl. He deboned the fish before switching his bowl with the one before Song Qingchun.
