The man in front of her seemed somewhat unfamiliar, causing Lin Yixun to feel momentarily dazed. She slowly retracted her gaze and instinctively took a step back, putting some distance between herself and the man. She said softly, "No need, I'll eat later."
The man's eyes darkened slightly, but he didn't say anything. He simply handed the plate of food to Lin Yixun, signaling her to take it to the dining room table.
Lin Yixun took the plate from Leng Yixiu's hands and left the kitchen as if escaping. As it turned out, besides the dish in her hands, there were already three dishes and a soup in the kitchen. The table was set with a balanced mix of meat and vegetables, and each dish was a feast for the eyes.
Lin Yixun didn't return to the kitchen to avoid unnecessary awkwardness. Before long, Leng Yixiu also came out of the kitchen, carrying two bowls of white rice. This scene clearly should not match his demeanor, yet it wasn't as incongruous as one might have imagined.
