Miss Chuxia glanced at the table full of food but felt no appetite at all; in fact, she even felt a bit nauseous.
Shi Che looked at her, his voice still very faint; he casually spoke, "Eat."
Ling Chuxia did not want to eat, but at this moment, she did not want to fall out with Shi Che either, especially since she hadn't yet gotten her hands on the contract for their collaborative project. It was just for a little while, she could endure it.
Ling Chuxia reached for the chopsticks and grabbed them tightly before casually picking up a durian pastry and slowly eating it. Shi Che, on the other hand, took an empty bowl, spooned some Red Bean Porridge into it, and pushed it in front of her, "Don't you like Red Bean Porridge? Eat more."
With her face downcast, Ling Chuxia hummed softly, but her hand did not touch the bowl of Red Bean Porridge.
The silence fell suddenly between them, no one spoke again, they just silently ate, but in reality, neither of them ate much.
