Duan Yanhao's Concern

Duan Yanhao nodded his head seriously. "If it was for me, would I have prepared these?"

Bai Yaoyao thought about it. That was true. Duan Yanhao did not usually eat such oily and salty food.

She chewed excitedly on her chopsticks. Everything looked delicious, and she did not know what dish she should eat first.

Eventually, Duan Yanhao picked up a drumstick and placed it in her bowl. "Here, eat this. You can eat anything you want to."

Bai Yaoyao looked at the drumstick in her bowl, and somehow, her vision started to blur. Drops of tears fell into the bowl. She tried her best to clear her vision, blinking the tears away, but to no avail.

She wanted to get her emotions under control, but no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't. She thought that perhaps it was due to her hunger.

Looking at Bai Yaoyao's tear-streaked face, Duan Yanhao's heart stirred. "Why are you crying?" Since the first time they met, she was always prone to crying.