But it seemed like he was genuinely famished, his eating manner didn't fit his polished outfit at all.
Qin Muchuan wiped the corner of his mouth, after scarfing down a plate of seafood fried rice. "I've been worried about the company these past few days and not getting proper meals. Finally, I can enjoy a meal!"
"Oh..." Lin Xiangwan replied vaguely.
"You're still weak; you should have some chicken soup later, it's really good here!"
Just at that moment, the waiter brought over the San Huang Chicken. The aroma was enticing and it stirred Lin Xiangwan's appetite.
Hearing the rumbling in her stomach, she felt a bit embarrassed.
What's wrong with her? Her husband had been taken from her, and yet here she was, still able to enjoy food.
If she were any other woman, she might not have been able to swallow a bite, right?
"Drink some, it will help to restore your strength!" Qin Muchuan spooned a bowl of soup for her.
