Shen Shihan didn't say anything, just nodded and took the seat beside Mo Shuifu.
A servant came up and added a new set of bowl and chopsticks. Shen Shihan glanced at the dishes on the table, which were quite plentiful.
The two women seemed to have just started eating, as the rice in their bowls was still untouched.
Shen Shihan unbuttoned his long overcoat and picked up the chopsticks, ready to eat.
Mo Shuifu considerately picked out his favorite dishes for him and said softly, "Eat more, you're not being reserved because of Chaomu, are you?"
"No," Shen Shihan replied indifferently.
Xu Chaomu slightly curved the corner of her lips, "Third brother, you should eat more."
She looked at Shen Shihan. In some ways, he really bore a resemblance to Shen Chi, even their personalities were quite similar.
Unwittingly, Xu Chaomu's heart started to sour, and her nose tingled.
If it weren't for the presence of so many people, she might have burst into tears.
