Wen Qiao's eyes lit up the moment she saw that box of pudding, unable to wait as she pulled out a chair and sat down. She casually placed her phone on the table and reached out for the box of pudding.
Before her hand even touched the edge of the packaging, Xiao Chu lightly tapped it with chopsticks, "Eat your meal first."
Wen Qiao gave Xiao Chu a pitiful glance and, seeing no sign of her relenting, took the chopsticks. Then, she gave another pitiful look toward the box of pudding, pushed it slightly away, and began to eat her meal.
How could Fu Jinghen fail to notice the change in Wen Qiao's expression in that instant? With a bit of thought, he guessed what the two people on the other end of the video were up to, sneaking around.
With the emperor far away, he couldn't control Wen Qiao, so he acted as if he knew nothing.
"Didn't eat lunch?"
Wen Qiao sipped her porridge in small bites. "No, I had a bit, but I didn't have much appetite."
