"Xiao Chen, good morning. You're up so early to study. Come have breakfast. You work so hard at your studies; you should eat well."
The door was open, and Ye Zhi directly entered with her maid, bringing abalone and bird's nest porridge, stir-fried river seafood, and water shield soup.
She placed them all on the round table.
Shen Chen just nodded lightly upon hearing her and didn't immediately go over to eat.
Ye Zhi turned back to look at Shen Chen, waving for him to come over: "Come eat; it'll taste bad if it gets cold."
On the round table, there were two sets of dishes and chopsticks, clearly meant for two people to eat together.
He didn't come, nor did she urge him. She sat at the round table, resting her face in her hands, occasionally sneaking glances at the young man.
The abalone and bird's nest porridge was still steaming hot, wafting a gentle fragrance, not afraid of cooling too soon.
