Half an hour later, Zhuo Jian had put all the dishes on the table for him.
"I won't be keeping you company since I have to go find Ouyang Ping."
"I'll take you after I finish eating!"
Fu Yanye, seeing her untie her apron and ready to leave, grabbed her hand and said.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously looked at the plate of green vegetables and asked him, "What if I don't want to eat?"
"Then you watch me finish eating," Fu Yanye replied.
Zhuo Jian's eyes lifted slightly, and she quickly nodded, "Alright!"
She pulled out the chair next to him and sat down, then stared at him.
Fu Yanye felt a little uneasy under her gaze, but he didn't want to waste the food she had made, so he picked up his bowl and chopsticks.
Zhuo Jian watched the greens on the plate dwindle, then quietly lowered her long eyelashes.
"Does it taste good?"
She asked.
"It's alright," Fu Yanye said.
Zhuo Jian nodded again and gave a slight smile, "Then eat more!"
