After Ai'ai left, the waiter quickly brought dinner in.
Sheng Tang ordered a plate of boiled vegetables and two boiled eggs. She had also ordered three or four other dishes, which she didn't touch, and only ate the egg whites from the eggs.
She peeled the yolk out and asked Gu Jiahui, "Do you want it?"
Gu Jiahui: "..."
Honestly, from childhood to now, he has never eaten someone else's leftovers.
At his aunt's house, he was the youngest, and only Cheng Lichuan ate what he had left over; as for his own home, he was ostensibly the only young master, and the servants wouldn't just toss egg yolks to him.
So, when Sheng Tang, as if feeding a pig, handed him what she wouldn't eat, Gu Jiahui instinctively paused.
Sheng Tang spoke as if it was obvious, "It's quite nutritious, don't waste it."
Gu Jiahui picked it up and ate it, almost choking.
"Eating eggs but not the yolk, what kind of habit is that?" He took a sip of water, finally breathing more easily.
