"Xiaoxi, I can't finish this. You may have it," said Wen Yuechan, scooping some braised pork balls into Long Xiaoxi's plate.
Long Xiaoxi would have been overjoyed if it were Jin Yiheng or Long Wenlun who helped her to the food, because braised pork balls were one of her favorite dishes.
Yet, the person was Wen Yuechan.
She scooped the meatballs up and placed them back onto Wen Yuechan's plate. "I don't want your meatballs."
"I just thought you haven't had enough to eat…"
"I had enough."
Wen Yuechan did not insist further and instead continued eating slowly.
Shi Bao'er humphed and remarked snidely, "You really don't know any better. Yuechan was just being kind and giving you her food, yet you're still so ungrateful."
Long Xiaoxi ignored her and said, "If you can't finish that much food, don't get Auntie to scoop you so much. What a waste of food."
