"Xi'er, is the breakfast not to your liking?"
Yan Ruoxi looked at Niu Xiaoli in confusion and pointed at the plate in front of her, saying, "You said you were hungry, but I see you haven't taken a bite! You're just busy poking it with the fork!"
"Uh... no, that's not it!"
Niu Xiaoli looked down and realized she had already mashed the food into small pieces. She bit her lip and pushed the plate slightly away, saying, "Mom, I don't really have an appetite today, sorry for wasting food!"
"If you don't want to eat pastries, I can have the kitchen make you some porridge!"
Yan Ruoxi was about to call the kitchen staff out when Niu Xiaoli hurriedly stopped her, saying, "No need, Mom! I just feel a bit bloated. I think drinking more water should do the trick!"
"Oh, really? Alright then!"
