Wen Zhi responded with a smile, as long as she didn't look at Shang Hexing, her complexion remained very natural, "Thank you, Aunt Lin."
After putting down the dish, Aunt Lin passed the chopsticks to Wen Zhi, "The dishes are almost ready, Miss Wen, please have a taste."
"Okay," Wen Zhi received the pair of chopsticks.
Aunt Lin also thoughtfully filled a bowl of soup for Wen Zhi and then went to serve Shang Hexing opposite her, but Shang Hexing declined and poured himself a glass of warm water instead.
Wen Zhi held the chopsticks, looking at the table full of delicious food, and for a moment didn't know which dish to start with.
Six dishes and one soup, there wouldn't be any more, right?
The vivid expressions on her face were all observed by Shang Hexing across from her. He didn't move his chopsticks, just watched her quietly until she could no longer ignore it and finally met his gaze 'hastily', asking uncertainly, "Is there something on my face?"
