"It's nothing. I'm okay," Luna brushed Danial's hands away from her face and rose up from her seat. "I'm full," she grabbed her bowl and juice glass, refusing to make any eye contact with anyone around the dining table and sauntering into the kitchen.
Everyone raised their brows at Danial, asking him what had occured between them that prompted Luna to give him a cold shoulder suddenly, when minutes ago they knew the pair had made out in her room.
Danial pressed his lips tighter, shaking his head. He looked at his hands that she had shove away before staring at the direction of the kitchen.
"I'll cleared the table," he said, subtly telling everyone to go away and left them alone.
"Don't be too hard on her," Zhao Jingren embraced his wife, signaling at the others to leave the pair alone and walked out the room.
Danial nodded and watched they went out before he grabbed the plate of cookies and walked towards the kitchen without making a noise.
