During breakfast, the familiar voice of the female anchor played on the TV.
Bai Yiran was somewhat distracted, all her attention focused on Leng Yichen. She was still thinking about how out of character Leng Yichen had been last night, but no matter how she asked afterward, Leng Yichen never explained anything to her.
Looking at Leng Yichen now, he had already returned to his previous state, elegantly and leisurely eating breakfast, with every motion of chewing and drinking coffee looking so pleasing.
Bai Yiran always felt that watching Leng Yichen eat was like watching an artist perform, always making her feel that her own eating manner was extremely ungraceful.
Leng Yichen deliberately avoided last night's topic, and Bai Yiran didn't pursue it further. As long as everything was fine with him, she was relieved.
"If you keep watching me, you won't have time to eat breakfast," Leng Yichen said, cutting the bacon and mushrooms on his plate.
