Indeed, as soon as Qin Sijue saw the fish slices Nangong Feifei had picked for him, his eating motions abruptly paused, followed by a shadowed expression on his face.
The atmosphere in the dining room instantly plummeted, and naturally, Nangong He and Nangong Feifei noticed this somewhat unusual ambiance.
Nangong Feifei looked up, only to see the man's originally calm face now covered with several layers of frost.
What's the matter?
She unconsciously shifted her gaze, looking towards her grandfather, then towards Qin Guozhong.
'Bang!'
The next second, she only saw Qin Sijue's bowl and chopsticks being heavily placed on the table with a loud bang!
Nangong He and Nangong Feifei exchanged glances, neither understanding what had just happened in that moment.
Seeing his placed-down bowl and chopsticks, the nearby Uncle Qin hurriedly approached, "Let me get you another pair."
Saying this, he took the chopsticks Qin Sijue had just used to the kitchen!
