She bit down on her chopsticks, a little annoyed, and couldn't help but feel a bit dejected about her mood at the moment.
She felt she was just too easily bought over.
Mo Hexuan quietly finished his dinner alone, then looked up to see Qin Youxue sitting there with an unfathomable expression, biting her chopsticks. The rice in her bowl had barely been touched. He frowned and tapped her bowl. "What's wrong with you? What are you thinking about while eating? Do I need to feed you myself?"
It was practically scolding her like a child.
Qin Youxue hastily bowed her head and started shoveling rice into her mouth.
Mo Hexuan sat beside her, staring sharply, almost as if he were supervising her meal.
Under Mo Hexuan's scrutinizing gaze, Qin Youxue managed to finish the entire bowl of rice with great effort. Before she could react, he walked over, picked her up, and said, "Let's go."
"Huh?" Qin Youxue jolted, looking at him in confusion. "Where are we going?"
