"Is there a need to continue this conversation?" Bo Jingyan looked deeply into her eyes.
"..."
Alright then.
If Bo Jingyan felt there was no need for it, then she certainly had no reason to insist.
Xia Qingtian smiled awkwardly, took out a lunchbox from the cupboard, then put it on the bedside table.
At the aroma of the food, Bo Jingyan smiled satisfactorily.
She passed him the chopsticks and bowl, then watched as Bo Jingyan dug in, enjoying his meal as if it was a culinary masterpiece. One might think she had managed to make some rare delicacy that could impress the business prodigy so much.
Xia Qingtian sat aside, pondering curiously.
After Bo Jingyan finished eating, Xia Qingtian tidied up the utensils, put the lunchbox back into the bag, and noticed him looking deeply at her.
She paused all of a sudden and asked in confusion, "What's up?"
"Have you eaten?" Bo Jingyan asked coldly.
Xia Qingtian shook her head. She planned to eat back at the office.