Zheng Haoyu held chopsticks in his hand, looking at the empty bowl in front of him in silence, giving a twitch of the corner of his mouth.
"Anyway, we are ex-husband and ex-wife, you're not going to be this petty." Su Nian garbled while taking a bite of her rice.
"Bang!" Zheng Haoyu slammed his chopsticks on the table. Su Nian looked up to see Zheng Haoyu glaring at her fiercely. If looks could kill, Su Nian would surely be dead by now under Zheng Haoyu's gaze.
She gave a cold chuckle inside, continued eating her meal convinced that no matter how angry he was, he wouldn't take her bowl of rice away.
Zheng Haoyu waited a bit, seeing her still cheerfully eating, stood up from his chair abruptly, shaking off his sleeve and left the room.
"Hey..." Su Nian turned to call out, all she got in return was a slamming door. Su Nian stuck out her tongue, at least tell her where this is, she thought.
