The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit peculiar.
Zhou Mingchen reached for a piece of fish and placed it in Xia Lu's dish, "Eat more."
Zhou Xinyao suddenly pouted, "Cousin, I want to eat fish too."
"Help yourself if you want some," Zhou Mingchen said, "It's right here."
Zhou Xinyao was clearly dissatisfied with this arrangement. She didn't cheer up or reach for the fish; instead, she just huffed and continued to eat other dishes with her head down.
Xia Lu, sitting beside her, found it rather amusing. Not only had she come over to freeload a meal this late at night, but she also expected someone else to serve her fish, as if she couldn't do it herself. Xia Lu stifled a laugh and pushed the dish of fish towards her.
"Can you reach it now?"
Zhou Xinyao glanced at her and bit her lip without saying a word.
Zhou Mingchen turned his head, thinking to himself that her attack power was never this strong before. What's gotten into her today?
