At the wedding banquet.
Two servers were looking at each other somewhat awkwardly.
Others seemed to have noticed their discomfort as well.
Xin Zaozao said, "I'm not drinking anymore."
The server handed the soup spoon to his colleague.
The other server gratefully smiled, serving the last bowl to Lei Qian.
The server standing by Xin Zaozao respectfully whispered to her, "Madam, please wait a moment. I'll have another serving prepared right away."
"No need." Xin Zaozao smiled slightly.
The server also courteously smiled and withdrew.
Looking at the bowl of soup before her, Lei Qian felt a certain indescribable sentiment.
It was as if she had just taken soup away from a pregnant woman.
She felt a tad awkward.
Mu Cidian, however, calmly asked, "Why aren't you drinking it?"
"Well…" Lei Qian glanced at Xin Zaozao.
Mu Cidian raised his eyes to look at her too.
Xin Zaozao felt their gazes, but she didn't respond.
