The two sat at the dining table for dinner, their first time eating a reunion meal alone together.
Xu Chaomu didn't eat much, but she drank quite a bit of wine. Her emotions were a mixed bag, and several times her throat choked up, and her nose felt sour.
"Looking at how thin you are, those who don't know any better would think I, Shen Chi, abuse my wife." Shen Chi served her a piece of her favorite meat.
Xu Chaomu lowered her head, a wave of familiarity suddenly washing over her.
In the past, she loved to act coquettishly while eating, often saying to Shen Chi, "Fourth brother... I want to eat that braised pork, can you serve me some, please?"
Shen Chi would invariably scold, "Can't you serve yourself?!"
"I can't reach it."
"If you can't reach, then don't eat it."
Shen Chi was just scolding her out of habit, but she, with her stubborn temper, took it seriously; if not served, then she wouldn't eat. Thus, she wouldn't even glance at the braised pork after a meal was done.
