He'd been careless. He was so focused on improving her living situation that he'd forgotten she usually ate at the school cafeteria. On the rare occasion she went home for a meal, what kind of nutritious food could parents like hers possibly prepare for their daughter?
Thinking of the young woman's slender wrists, Zhou Mochen's brows furrowed tightly.
Xu Su looked up and saw the look he was giving her, like she was a starving child in a charity ad. "...You don't have to bring me food. All the other students eat like this, and so can I."
Seeing that he was about to press the issue, Xu Su's expression hardened. "Thanks to you 'disciplining' them, my parents are already giving me a huge weekly allowance. It's more than enough for food, so don't trouble yourself."
Zhou Mochen didn't get angry at her sarcastic words. He just said, "Alright, then."
Xu Su ate until she was about seventy percent full, then put down her chopsticks.
