Feng Huan cleared his throat, seeing as Xiong Jingfei was not going to stop staring at him. It was as if she was looking at him, but not at him either. He asked, "Are you alright now?"
Xiong Jingfei did not answer him or gave him a nod, but her stomach did. It couldn't hold back its true nature, smelling the aromatic coming from the soup next to her. She instantly covers her belly in embarrassment.
Feng Huan smirked, holding himself back from laughing at her cuteness. Lifting the tray from the nightstand, he put it on her lap. "Here, have something to eat. You must be hungry."
She looked at the bowl of soup but refused to give it a try. She didn't want to take anything from her ex. Recalling how Feng Huan betrayed and treated her so coldly on that day. A part of her still wanted to slap his icicle face off.
