Xia Cha felt that Young Master Huo was strange.
He was so exquisite that even the waitress who had brought the food in was smitten by him. When she went out after delivering the food, she had almost bumped into the door.
When he smiled, it was a little naughty and devilish.
He asked her to eat with him, but he did not eat a single grain of rice.
He even looked at her with that strange and goosebumps-inducing gaze.
He was really sick!
However, Xia Cha's frail body really needed nourishment.
Looking at the few home-cooked dishes, she swallowed her saliva unconsciously.
"Young Master Huo, are you… not eating?"
Huo Heng played with the lighter in his hand. "I was too hungry earlier, so I'm not hungry now."
"Then, wouldn't it be a waste if I can't finish so much food alone?"
Huo Heng saw through Xia Cha's thoughts and raised his eyebrows. "If you can't finish it, take it back!"
Xia Cha's eyes lit up. "C-can I?"
