There were small bread, sandwiches, cream puffs, ladyfinger biscuits, and others.
There were not many of each, but there was a lot of variety.
They could eat a bit first and have a proper meal after the competition had ended.
Or else, they would not need to eat dinner anymore after stuffing themselves with these.
Old Mrs. Han took a ladyfinger with her left hand while keeping her hold on Shi Xiaoya's hand with her right hand without letting go.
Shi Xiaoya's palms were sweating from being held by Old Mrs. Han.
However, this time, Shi Xiaoya did not even dare to look at Han Zhuoling.
Previously, when she merely glanced at him, it seemed like it made Old Mrs. Han and Lin Liye misunderstand.
Han Zhuoling rubbed the space between his eyebrows resignedly. "When the competition ends in a while, you can come and eat together with us."
