When Qiu Mingyan returned with the water, he seemed to catch sight of the near icy look in Yu Yuanshen's eyes and hesitated in his steps.
After a while, seeing the chill around his old classmate of more than ten years intensifying, with a hint of wanting to strangle him, he felt a pang of sympathy and glanced apprehensively at the lunch box, "Should I go out and get you something to drink?"
The expression of someone who is reluctant to spend money left Feng Chengyue too exhausted to laugh.
Yu Yuanshen glanced at Feng Chengyue, took a deep breath, and squeezed out two words from his lips with a tone that was almost skin-peeling, "No need."
Sitting up straight, he pulled over the lunch box, looked at it with an indescribable disdain, opened it, took the disposable chopsticks from Feng Chengyue's hand, and started eating.
Qiu Mingyan let out a long sigh of relief.
