Shu Yimo also lowered his head slightly, quietly eating the dishes in his bowl.
However, his oppressive gaze made her feel somewhat uneasy—
Being a high-ranking officer who had come through real combat, just one look from him made her feel an overwhelming pressure, as if he could see right through the secrets buried deep within her heart, almost as if she were about to invisibly flee.
It was just like her uncle, Shu Qiang, whose eyes were sharp as an eagle's. As a child, she barely dared to lie in front of Shu Qiang because…
So, at times like these, she could only play dumb and laugh it off.
She coughed lightly a few times, looked at him again, and noticed that he hadn't moved his chopsticks much, so she decided to add several dishes to his bowl, "These dishes are quite good, you should try them."
