Although Zhao Linlin felt annoyed by Jian Dan, she wouldn't foolishly approach someone even Hai En was wary of.
If anything went wrong, it wouldn't just be her own issue; her family could also be affected. She wasn't a fool—why offer such a chance to others?
Thinking this way, she calmed down and followed Hai En to take a seat. She didn't pick many decent dishes on her plate. Hai En glanced at her plate, "Is this what you're eating?"
Zhao Linlin wanted to say something but dropped her gaze to her plate and felt a bit embarrassed. She stood up with her plate, "I'm going to get a bit more; I was distracted thinking about something."
There were just a few carrot slices on Zhao Linlin's plate. The ladies from prominent families, who had been with her earlier, must have seen the state of her plate, but they all pretended not to notice, waiting to see her make a fool of herself.
