The dinner was prepared by Qin Jiran himself, sumptuous and aromatic, yet Su Yanyi ate with an unusual caution and restraint. Each movement she made was meticulous, absolutely leaving no room for ridicule.
This time, Qin Jiran truly did not laugh. In his view, this was the normal Su Yanyi, the one who would slightly bound with joy when tasting something delicious, was definitely abnormal.
Perhaps she was just too hungry at that time, Qin Jiran couldn't help but think.
However, Su Yanyi, who wasn't laughed at, was still troubled. Qin Jiran hadn't laughed at her for the way she ate, but the absence of laughter was even more disconcerting. Her intention was, after all, to make Qin Jiran laugh, and she felt like she was lifting a rock only to drop it on her own foot, but if she were asked to deliberately try to amuse Qin Jiran into laughter, she absolutely could not do it.
