Sheng Qianxia's face was pale as she took a new soup spoon, scooped several times without managing to get any soup, and finally gave up and reached for the chopsticks to pick up some food.
But, after several attempts, she still couldn't pick anything up.
For a moment, she felt as if the calm she'd been feigning was crumbling away instantaneously.
Yet, still, she forced herself to endure and after a few seconds of silence, she looked up again and said to Zheng Huainan, "Let's talk about you instead. Brother Huainan, do you have someone you like?"
The corners of Sheng Qianxia's lips lifted slightly, as though she wanted to smile, but he saw a profound bitterness in her smile.
The brighter she smiled, the more it pained his heart.
There was even a moment when Zheng Huainan wanted to tell her to stop smiling, because it looked worse than crying.
Doesn't everyone like to disguise their true emotions?