"What's wrong? Is the food not to your taste?" Wu Ming turned his head, casting a cold glance over.
Mu Xiaoyao immediately retracted his gaze.
"Nothing, the food's pretty good." He buried his head in his meal, saying no more.
A bit of resentment, but even that's not allowed. My heart is bitter...
Baili Xia was eating a bit hurriedly; she was indeed very hungry.
"Slow down." Two different voices sounded simultaneously.
Bei Tianyou raised his eyes to meet Wu Ming's gaze; after a moment, they averted their eyes.
Baili Xia looked at Wu Ming, then at Bei Tianyou.
At this moment, she realized she had been rude.
Maybe in their minds, they were just worried the girl might choke.
But, in Baili Xia's eyes, it seemed a bit embarrassing.
She took a sip of juice and forced a smile.
Bei Tianyou seemed to notice her embarrassment; not wanting her to feel awkward, he changed the topic.
"In a few days, it is the Old Madam's seventieth birthday."
