Old Master Su and his wife said the grilled chicken and roast duck were delicious. They had eaten many ducks and chicken dishes, but none were quite like these.
Zhizhi sat at the table and did not touch her chopsticks, so Su Fengchen carefully picked up a piece of chicken and duck and placed them in her bowl. Then he softly said, "Have some, Zhizhi."
Zhizhi looked at Su Fengchen and smiled bashfully. Then she picked up her chopsticks and started eating. Her movements were elegant as she ate.
A single look and one could tell she came from a wealthy family. Even her sitting posture seemed refined, as every move she made had a purpose.
Old Madam Su and her husband could tell that this woman's background was not simple. Therefore, they revealed worried expressions.
Su Binglan quietly observed and made a judgment inwardly. Still, she thought the grilled chicken and roast duck were delicious.
