She didn't feel that Liang Manyue was very important to him.
She just felt that she herself was very unimportant to him.
Mo Shiqian looked at her, and after a while, he still responded indifferently, "Because I don't think you would really drink it, probably unwilling to return to my side, you're looking for trouble and trying to make a scene."
Chi Huan looked at him, her fingers stiffening slightly.
The man spoke lightly, and there were no obvious fluctuations of emotion on her face.
She looked down and continued to slowly sip her soup with the spoon.
After finishing the entire bowl of soup, she picked up her chopsticks, and it was only then that she looked up at him and asked, "Have you eaten?"
"No."
"Do you plan to just watch me eat?"
His gaze was intense as he watched her, "I think you don't want to eat with me."
"Mmm, I'll eat mine; you can go back to the dining room to eat."
Mo Shiqian looked at her for a while, "I'll go to the dining room after you finish eating."
