After a while, the waiter served the food, which was very sumptuous, but Mo Rao had no appetite at all.
"You don't like it?" Fu Ying asked when he saw Mo Rao's expression.
"I'm not hungry. It's your birthday today. You should eat more." Mo Rao shook her head. She was only here to find out what had happened between her mother and the Qu family.
Fu Ying's mood instantly plummeted. He put down his knife and fork. He had no appetite anymore.
Could it be that Mo Rao didn't care about him at all now? She was this reluctant to have a meal with him on his birthday and refused to have a single bite.
Seeing that Fu Ying's expression wasn't good, Mo Rao felt helpless. She could only take a bite of the steak and say, "I'll eat a little. You should eat quickly. There's still business waiting."
"What business?" When Fu Ying saw her perfunctory attitude, he replied unhappily, "Your only business for today is to celebrate my birthday with me."
