Yan Xing gracefully served himself a bowl of rice, ensuring he had a portion equal to Zhao Ling's. It was then that Zhao Ling noticed another set of chopsticks on the table, meant for him. Yan Xing caught her gaze and explained, "I had a light meal earlier so that I could fully accompany you during this meal."
Zhao Ling's chopsticks momentarily paused in the air as his words sank in.
