"Eat up."
Seeing Leng Lingbi staring at her, Fu You'an, not quite understanding why, helped him to some food. Naturally, she served him her favorite: salt-baked chicken.
Leng Lingbi gave a soft, non-committal hum, his expression unreadable. It was only when Fu You'an added a few more of her personal favorites to his bowl that he seemed somewhat mollified. He gave a slight, imperceptible nod, then obediently picked up his chopsticks and began to eat.
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