In the midst of the awkward atmosphere, the waiter silently finished serving the dishes and then silently left, closing the door behind him.
Mo Chen, sitting across from her, remained unfazed and said with a deep voice, "Eat."
"You're really not going to eat anything?"
Mo Chen poured himself another cup of tea, "The presence of that trash at tonight's dinner party ruined my appetite."
"..."
He attended a dinner party with Simon?
Qiao Ruoxin took the plate in front of the man, filled it up with a lot of food, and then put it back in its original place.
"Finish it, or else I'm coming over to feed you."
The man glanced at her, "Forcing me?"
"What about it? You've forced me plenty of times." Qiao Ruoxin continued to eat, feeling quite hungry indeed.
In the end, Mo Chen did eat a little, albeit not much.
Most of the time, he was watching Little Ghost eat.
Two hours later, they left the private room one after the other, although Mo Chen's face was extremely sullen.
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