"No need."
Li Zhiyuan walked back to his room first and took the two remaining bananas from the fruit plate before heading to the workroom door.
He pushed the door open, and inside was empty, not a soul in sight.
After setting the items down, the young man left the room.
A moment later, the young man re-entered, and Chen Xiyuan appeared in the room.
Li Zhiyuan began to make tea, pouring himself a cup and handing another to her.
Meanwhile, Li Zhiyuan pointed at the bananas he had brought:
"Have a couple of bananas."
Chen Xiyuan took the bananas and looked at the young man in surprise, asking:
"Are you always this thoughtful?"
"You haven't eaten, and bananas are quickly digested and help replenish energy. What's the matter?"
"Oh, nothing."
Being thoughtful was necessary because, to make the elderly lady in the melon field happy yesterday, Li Zhiyuan personally fed Chen Xiyuan a dose of Coptis.
