Old Master Lu’s face was still dark as he glared at Yan Huan from time to time. It was as if his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. How much hatred did he have to have to stare at someone like that.
No one had eaten much this time. Other than Yan Huan and Lu Yi, they probably hadn’t eaten their fill. Lu Yi was afraid that Yan Huan would be hungry, so he kept putting food in her bowl. If Yan Huan didn’t like food.., in the end, he had to put it in his stomach. Therefore, if Yan Huan ate a lot, he naturally ate a lot too.
As for the others, they didn’t have such a good taste. When the old master glared at them, who would eat more? However, if the chopsticks touched the plate, the old master would glare at them, this time, they only stared at the Lu father and son. They didn’t eat much either.
Even Ye Shuyun and Lu Jin were eating plain rice. They didn’t even dare to touch the dishes on the table.
