At that moment, Qin Yin was in Nan Sichen's office, facing a table loaded with her favourite dishes. She was poking around with her chopsticks but hadn't taken a bite.
Nan Sichen, holding his chopsticks, relished his food while, on occasion, added more dishes to Qin Yin's plate without paying her any heed.
Unconsciously, Qin Yin's plate was piled up like a mountain.
Looking at the loaded bowl of food, Qin Yin frowned, "Nan Sichen, do you think you're feeding a pig?"
"Hmm." Nan Sichen casually nodded.
Enraged, Qin Yin retorted, "What? You really think you're feeding a pig? I won't eat, finish it yourself."
With this, she dumped all the food from her bowl into Nan Sichen's.
Without uttering a word, Nan Sichen simply picked up the food she just dumped and started eating.
Qin Yin watched in stunned amazement, she hadn't anticipated he would eat it.
"If you're full, you don't have to force yourself," she blurted awkwardly.
