Mu Chengxi noticed that Wen Xin was not in a good mood. He leaned against her ear and said gently, "If you're unhappy, we'll eat somewhere else."
"No, the taste is still pretty good. It's just that I'm a little tired today. I'll be fine after going back and resting for a while." Wen Xin picked up a mouthful of beef and put it into her mouth. The spicy feeling was very stimulating.
Mu Chengxi was relieved when he saw Wen Xin's eyes narrowing in satisfaction. He continued to feed her until she was full.
Wen Xin was almost done eating. She put down her chopsticks and took out a stack of tickets for the piano competition from her pocket. She placed them before Xingyue and said, "Just give the tickets to Zhao Yuyao. Let him ask whoever wants to go and give them to them."