Chen Gaonan could sense the high tension in the room. He carefully organized his boss's dishes onto the table while Yang Ruqin did the same. Cracks of electricity could be heard in the background from the fierce staredown between the siblings. Not wanting to be stuck in the crossroad, he quietly retreated into the background.
Zhao Lifei wanted to cry. The number of dishes piled up on her table was simply too much for her. It was split down the middle where the ones on the left belonged to Yang Ruqin and the ones on the right belonged to Yang Feng. They were intently staring at her, waiting for her to take a bite. It was like they were saying, "Well? Which one will you eat first?"
In the end, she said, "Dig in, guys. I'm sure none of you have had your meals yet."
"I'm full."
"Eat."
Yang Ruqin and Yang Feng said at the same time, individually shooting each other dirty looks for interrupting the other.
