Fu Rui stuffed meat into her mouth and then froze in embarrassment, forgetting to chew, with her mouth full and a green leaf dangling on the edge of her lips as she looked towards the entrance.
The previously gentle and cheerful atmosphere came to an abrupt halt, and everyone's gaze, following Fu Rui's, settled on the entrance—yet no one uttered a word.
At that moment, Fu Rui panicked. After all, her manners just now had been quite unseemly. Their families prided themselves on etiquette, which naturally extended to dining habits. Moreover, she hadn't swallowed the food in her mouth and couldn't greet anyone even if she wanted to speak.
And her health wasn't fully recovered. Her brother expressly told her not to eat too much yesterday. Today's spread featured both meat and vegetables, but such a mix made Fu Rui worry that Fu Hao might not let her eat now, leaving her somewhat at a loss.