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Just as Leroy was hesitant, the dishes were served. The smell of stinky tofu greeted him and Reyna. While he could hardly stand anymore, the latter was delighted.

Leroy walked to the table after staring at her satisfied expression for a while. Then, he cleaned a chair with napkins and sat down.

"Aren't you hungry?" Reyna pushed the barbecue toward him and said, "Why don't you eat? It tastes good."

Reyna wished she could have a big appetite.

Leroy's gaze fell on the black barbecue in front of him. He closed his eyes and tried hard to stop himself from leaving immediately.

"I'm not hungry. Don't mind me."

"Didn't you say you are hungry?" Reyna looked up at him and finally saw his pained expression.

It seemed that he indeed didn't want to eat.

It made sense. Leroy was born noble and probably had never eaten junk food like this. He grew up eating healthy and nutritious food, and most of them was imported. No wonder he didn't want to eat here.

"I'm not hungry now."