Lu Ying was eating at the dining table in the living room. Qiao Yue sat down opposite him.
Lu Ying quickly pulled the food towards himself. "These are all mine. Don't snatch my food. One phone call from you and I came here without lunch, and now you're not letting me eat."
Qiao Yue smiled and said, "There's no hurry. I still have trouble you with something else today."
"What is it?"
"We'll talk after you finish."
Lu Ying lowered his head and ate two mouthfuls of rice. Finally, he couldn't stand Qiao Yue watch him eat from across the table and put down his chopsticks.
"Why don't you tell me first. I can't eat in peace with you watching me like this."
"I think I'm sick but I don't know what's wrong with me. If you can, please take a look for me?"
Lu Ying raised his eyebrows. "You are testing me, right? Do you think I don't know your standards and you're asking me for help?"
