After another ten minutes, Feng Xiyan finally saw Bai Hanyun enter the dining room. His eyes lit up, and he immediately stood and walked toward her.
Taking her hands, he gently led her to the dining table filled with her favorite dishes. "Good morning, Yun'er. I hope you slept well last night."
Bai Hanyun pouted inwardly at his words. 'I slept well, but I'm not having a good morning at all.'
Staring at him, she thought unhappily, 'Feng Xiyan, how could you act as if nothing happened last night?'
As she was complaining silently, Feng Xiyan sat beside her. Holding her right hand, he picked up his chopsticks and began placing food into her bowl.
"Yun'er, you are too skinny. You need to eat more," he said, smiling at her tenderly.
Faced with his affectionate gaze, Bai Hanyun was speechless. "..."
She lowered her eyes to look at their intertwined hands and thought, 'Brother, how am I supposed to eat when you are holding my right hand? I'm right-handed, you know?'
