She was full of anger by the evening.
Hungry? What hunger!
Just as Nie Rujun was about to say she wasn't hungry, before a sound could escape her lips, her stomach betrayed her with a "gurgle".
"...!"
Never expecting to undermine herself, Nie Rujun's face flushed with embarrassment as she clasped her stomach and turned her face away from him.
Fan Ju chuckled softly and took her hand, gently tugging it twice, "Come on, let's go eat."
"I don't want to eat what's made in the kitchen at home."
The thought of the fish fillet soup from earlier made Nie Rujun's stomach churn, and her face paled.
She lifted her gaze, "What about the chestnuts you bought, I'll just eat those."
"I'll take you out to eat," Fan Ju released her hand and went to the cloakroom to fetch their coats.
"It was raining when I came back, put on your coat to avoid catching a cold," he said.
