Sensing a scorching gaze, Yang Zekun raised his eyes slightly, only to be met with Ye Chen's displeased glare. Yang Zekun stiffened, indifference cloaking his doting gaze. As they stared at each other over a distance, Yang Zekun raised a glass to him as a form of acknowledgment.
Ye Chen withdrew his gaze and returned the polite gesture.
Cheng Anya's head was lowered as she concentrated on her meal. She failed to notice the exchange between the two men.
"Eat slowly. You don't have to be in a rush. Look, you have some food on the edge of your mouth." Yang Zekun took a napkin and wiped her mouth gently, a doting smile present on his face as he indulged his darling's antics.
Cheng Anya was slightly taken aback, feeling extremely awkward. Wasn't that action a little too intimate?
However, she did not give it much thought and sent him a bashful smile in return.
