He knew that doctors like Jiang Yao were germaphobic, so he bought new bowls and chopsticks. When his brothers greeted him, he did not even lift his head in response; he continued to wash the dishes very seriously.
After that, he returned to Jiang Yao's side and pushed the small table toward her. Then, he put the bowls and chopsticks on the table and the food he bought.
"Eat with me?"
Jiang Yao took the bowl and pointed at the chair for Lu Xingzhi to sit on.
"Sure," the man replied. After tidying the table, he sat down on the chair and grabbed the mantou. Then, he gulped the soy milk in big mouthfuls. He did not even look at Jiang Yao the entire time.
Jiang Yao felt that something was wrong as she ate. Usually, when they sat together to eat, that guy would fix his eyes on her. Why was he eating so obediently?
Jiang Yao held a bowl of porridge and sipped on it. Then, she stared at Lu Xingzhi intently.