After indulging in an abundant meal, Mo Xiuchen, out of worry, tended to Wen Ran who was weary due to his exhausting activities. During their time at Yi Pin Xuan Pavilion, she and Bai Xiaoxiao had left their meal unfinished to attend to them in their private room, and after that she hadn't eaten anything.
Not long after, having gone through some strenuous exercise, she was both tired and presumably starving.
Indeed, Wen Ran was somewhat hungry, but considering the words Cheng Jia had spoken that caused Mo Xiuchen to feel upset, leading him to demand her intensely, she gently shook her head and softly said, "I'm not hungry, it's late now, you should get into bed."
Mo Xiuchen slightly smiled, his broad palm lightly stroking her still flushed face, his gentle voice flowing from his thin lips, "You don't need to worry about inconveniencing me, I'm a bit hungry too. If you don't say what you want to eat, I'll ask Nanny Zhang to cook us some noodles, okay?"
