Chu Mo, sitting at the head of the table, personally served the girl beside him some sweet and sour fish, then said with a warm face:
"Eat up, there's no one else here, feel free to eat to your heart's content."
The girl with bobbed hair picked up the white rice in front of her, she took a small bite at first, and after adding a bite of the dish, the savory taste of the food and the rumbling of her stomach made her no longer care about being reserved, as she gulped down her food.
Chu Mo had just had breakfast not long ago, and wasn't very hungry now, so he ate his rice casually; seeing the girl in front of him enjoying her meal made his own food taste much better.
"I've looked into the situation at the lab clearly, and since it's scientific research, failure is only natural. Even rockets fail to launch sometimes; it's not your fault."
The girl in front of him slowed down her eating pace, chewing her food while her bright eyes occasionally glanced in Chu Mo's direction.
