Yun Yuwan seemed to understand but didn't, yet she picked up the bowl and began to obediently eat.
When she ate, she resembled a panda munching on bamboo shoots, focused solely on her meal, albeit slowly, holding the slightly oversized white porcelain bowl.
Wen Yangzhi picked up a piece of tuna and placed it in her bowl, naturally drawing her attention to the other dishes on the plate:
"You see, doesn't this piece of salmon look strange?"
Yun Yuwan looked over, but with the high and low decorations on the plate, she couldn't see whether there was more salmon behind them—she just looked at the salmon she could see and didn't notice anything.
Yun Yuwan asked, curious, "Where is it strange?"
Wen Yangzhi's gaze drifted, signaling her to look again: "Take a look."
Yun Yuwan, clueless, leaned on the chair to get closer to Wen Yangzhi.
Almost against Wen Yangzhi's chest, as if she were about to fall into his arms.
