Inside the living room:
Hua Nuan was elegantly enjoying the delicious food in her bowl.
Mmm, only when I'm full do I have the energy to deal with Hua Ruyi.
A timeless truth indeed.
No matter who you're at odds with, you can't be at odds with your own stomach.
Huo Zun cast a deep glance at the woman in front of him, watching her eat happily, his thin lips curling upwards.
Hmm, even though Hua Nuan was trying her best to appear unaffected.
But it was obvious.
The woman was not feeling well at heart.
...
Hua Han had actually already eaten breakfast in the morning, but in order to have a legitimate reason to stay by Hua Nuan's side longer, he falsely claimed he hadn't eaten breakfast.
The three-person breakfast, each with their own thoughts.
However, the attention of the two men was focused on the woman.
Occasionally, the two men would exchange glances, the deep meaning of which was hard to express.
All was unspoken.
