Wen Lan looked at Xiaojing with gratitude.
Xiaojing smiled back at her.
Bai Huashang joked, "After all these years, Xiaojing, you're still such a glutton."
While munching on the braised pork, Xiaojing muffled, "Being able to eat is a blessing..."
To avoid anyone else serving her meat, Wen Lan quickly finished the rice in her bowl, "Huashang, and everyone else, please take your time eating, I'm heading back first." It seems that she couldn't participate in these kinds of gatherings until she had fully recovered.
Bai Huashang nodded, "Take care on your way home."
Xiao Ai squinted at the retreating figure of Wen Lan, feeling that her behavior was a bit odd.
When the party was over, Xiao Ai said to Bai Huashang, "Huashang, did you find Wen Lan very strange today?"
Huashang looked down in confusion, "What was strange?"
Xiao Ai continued, "Usually, Wen Lan would wait for you before leaving, but even if she didn't wait today, she actually refused the meat you kindly offered her."