At the Dinner Table

Chu Yi could not care less about her image. She wanted to talk to He Ao and even picked up the shared chopsticks to put food into his bowl, trying to act sweet.

He Ao looked at the food in his plate and frowned. "I don't eat food that others take."

Chu Yi was a little embarrassed. "I used the shared chopsticks."

"I know." He Ao changed to another plate and continued eating.

What he meant was obvious. He knew that she had used the shared chopsticks to pick up the food, but he just would not eat it.

Chu Yi maintained the smile on her face but clenched her fists under the table, her nails digging deep into her flesh. Why did He Ao suddenly become so cold?

Bai Lin ate quickly. This was a habit she carried with her from being a mercenary. Even if she did not lack food now, she was unable change it.

The people in the livestream only saw Bai Lin's chopsticks move quickly as she devoured a lot of food.