Lu Jinchen and Xia Yuqing ate in comfortable silence. She was happily indulging in every dish while Lu Jinchen occasionally helped her crack shells or peel shrimp. As she ate, she noticed how he subtly placed the best pieces onto her plate.
"You're just watching me eat," she said lightly, pointing a chopstick at him.
Lu Jinchen leaned back lazily. "I like watching you enjoy your food."
And it was true. Before marrying Xia Yuqing, his mother had forced him into numerous blind dates, and he had seen how those women ate—carefully, delicately, always calculating each bite to maintain an image. But Xia Yuqing was different. She relished her food, savoring every bite, yet there was an innate elegance in the way she did it.
Her chest tightened at his words, a strange warmth crept up her neck. She quickly turned her attention back to her meal, pretending not to be affected. By the time they finished, she leaned back in her chair, utterly satisfied.
