From one set of bowls and chopsticks to three, Shen Li didn't know how to describe her own feelings.
But clearly, after Jian Hao joined, Han Mochen's condition improved a lot.
At least he wouldn't talk nonsense or emit waves of pressure anymore.
"I hope I'm not disturbing Miss Shen," Jian Hao said, yawning as he spoke.
Shen Li looked at the nearly sleepwalking Jian Hao and felt very grateful, "How could you be."
Jian Hao wasn't really here to eat; he was essentially there to give her an out.
If she had to continue being alone with Han Mochen like this, she would truly have a nervous breakdown.
Jian Hao, who appeared capricious and proud, turned out to have such a gentle side as well.
"Let's eat, let's eat," Han Mochen said with a smile.
Once they started eating, no one spoke again.
Shen Li only had half a bowl of porridge before putting down her chopsticks.
"I'm full, you two take your time."
