Distraught, Mu Xiaojiu picked up his chopsticks and began to eat slowly.
He felt the dishes had no taste.
He threw his chopsticks down after a few bites, stood up, and walked away.
Ning Anran watched his retreating figure, her gaze lingering on him.
Ye Hua glanced at her and said calmly, "Miss Ning, please take your time. The servants will clean up later."
"Oh, okay, got it, thanks," Ning Anran quickly stood up and nodded at him.
Her humble demeanor made Ye Hua somewhat reluctant to be harsh, he managed to squeeze out a small smile.
"You are Miss Xiaxia's classmate, there's no need to be so formal. It seems Mr. Xiaojiu doesn't have an appetite today, so take your time eating."
After one more glance at her, he also turned around and left.
Mr. Xiaojiu barely ate anything, he would certainly get hungry later.
He should tell the butler to prepare food at all times, and when Mr. Xiaojiu feels like it, bring him some late-night snacks.