At the dining table, the atmosphere was somewhat heavy, broken only by the occasional clinking of bowls and chopsticks. Although Su Zhen kept her head down to eat, her mind was entirely elsewhere. From time to time, she raised her eyes to steal glances at Han Zhi's expression, only to find him mechanically conveying food to his mouth, his gaze somewhat vacant.
Zhou Miao'an saw it all and felt the pain in her heart. She picked up a piece of fish with her chopsticks, placed it in Su Zhen's bowl, and said gently, "Banniang, eat more. This braised fish is very fresh, and it's good for the baby, too."
Su Zhen managed a faint smile. "Thank you, Mother."
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