They ordered two dishes and two bowls of rice, keeping it simple.
Throughout the meal, Michelle kept her head down, displaying graceful and elegant table manners. Li Yifei could tell that she didn't come from a wealthy family; her home must have been quite average. That a girl from an ordinary family could maintain such elegance was indeed rare.
Dining with Michelle in this manner brought Li Yifei back to the days before he enlisted. Every day at noon, he sat down to eat with a girl, and though their meals were cheap and sometimes unsavory, he fondly remembered those times.
"Have you had enough to eat?" Michelle, noticing Li Yifei had stopped taking food, looked up at him questioningly.
