Bitter Question

"I've eaten. There's no need for you to busy yourself." Truthfully, Fang Shaohua hadn't had dinner yet. He only said so because he did not wish for her to worry.

He changed into a pair of slippers and saw that her face was bare without any make-up. Her skin was fair and soft, and her five features were very beautiful. Why hadn't he ever noticed that she was so beautiful?

She wore a pink set of pajamas with cartoon prints on it. It made her appear slightly mischievous and adorable.

His gaze lingered on her for a moment.

Sun Jiamu poured him a cup of tea and sliced some fruit onto a plate for him. "Drink some hot tea and have some fruit first."

She then turned to head into the kitchen. A moment later, she stepped out with a plate of freshly prepared fried rice. She handed it to him. "Even if you've had dinner, you should still eat something."

In fact, she knew that he had yet to eat. He was likely afraid of troubling her.