As Su Hongxing spoke, the chill in the air was palpable.
She was deliberately ignoring Ye Qilan's frown and elegantly proceeded with her dinner.
"Sis, try this dish, it's particularly delicious," Liu Qingyin offered a subdued dish to Su Hongxing.
Ye Ling, sitting nearby, was fuming. Whoever didn't know to see might think that Liu Qingyin was the lady of the house, behaving simply too arrogantly!
"This is the dish that Xiaole specifically made for me," Ye Ling snapped, grabbing the dish and placing it in front of herself.
"You..."
Just as Liu Qingyin was about to explode, Su Hongxing gently patted her hand, "Qingyin, I'm not picky."
Liu Qingyin frowned subtly. She knew Su Hongxing wasn't picky, but considering the special circumstances, Su Hongxing could eat only certain dishes.
Forced to compromise, she moved the Dou Miao soup over to Su Hongxing, "This dish is also pretty good, try it, Sis."
As Su Hongxing was about to reach for it, Ye Ling swiped it away.
