Yuanya didn't say anything, and her face didn't show much emotion either; she just took her gaze off Bei Yunhuan's hand.
She raised her hand and grasped the fork and knife in front of her, recalling the etiquette Bei Yunhuan had taught her earlier.
Then, with the sharp dining knife, she skillfully and silently cut through the beautiful steak in front of her.
A sneer from Wei Yurou was suddenly caught in her throat!
Her face was somehow twisted; she found this utterly impossible!
Given Yuanya's background, even if she had the opportunity to eat Western food a few times, she couldn't have learned such perfect dining etiquette!
It must be a fluke, it has to be!
Regardless of how the others at the table looked at her, Yuanya simply stared silently at the steak in front of her.
The steak was only cooked medium-rare; once cut, it revealed a tender color akin to a rose.