At the dinner table, everything seemed unchanged, yet there was an underlying tension as if it were the calm before the storm.
Ji Weitian gripped her chopsticks tightly, staring at the ribs in her bowl.
First, she glanced at the piece Qin Nanyu had picked up, then at the one Leng Jian had picked up... and swallowed nervously.
She loved sweet and sour ribs, but in such a situation... it was truly difficult for her!
"I've been feeling a bit overheated lately, don't want to eat meat, and would prefer some vegetables," Ji Weitian came up with a quick excuse, reaching for the vegetables in front of her with her chopsticks.
Before she could pick any up, both men simultaneously offered her a helping of vegetables in her bowl.
Ji Weitian: "..."
She wasn't disabled; she could take care of herself, really.
Her luminous eyes blinked as she looked from one man to the other, both suddenly at odds with each other, and she didn't dare to eat the vegetables.
