Nan Xian kept putting food on Diao Yu's plate, and as soon as he finished eating, a small mountain of food quickly piled up in his bowl.

At first, he was flattered and felt that the adults really cared about him, but as the food kept increasing, he began to complain inwardly—

How much spiritual energy would I need to absorb all this murky stuff...?

However, though he thought this in his heart, he dared not show it on his face and had to deal with Nan Xian's questions from time to time.

"Mmm, delicious! Thank you, sister, that's enough!"

“You need to strengthen your body right now, eat more beef! Don’t worry, eating beef won’t make you fat!” Nan Xian smiled and put several more large slices of beef on his plate.

Diao Yu silently shed tears: "Okay, sister, I will finish it all."

On the other side of the table, He Mingxiao gripped his chopsticks tightly, not touching the food in his bowl, and just stared at the two of them with an unreadable expression.

**

After a hearty meal, everyone chatted casually, and Diao Yu quickly made an excuse to slip away to the restroom.

You have to vomit those murky things out of your body before they're digested!

Nan Xian watched his figure disappear around the corner, and after a while, she also made an excuse to leave.

However, before she could find Diao Yu, another figure suddenly appeared and blocked her way.

Nan Xian was startled, and then frowned after realizing what had happened.

It's He Mingxiao.

"Mr. He, is there something you need?" she asked in a distant tone.

He Mingxiao pursed his lips, his expression a mixture of worry and annoyance. He sighed and lowered his voice, saying, "Nan Xian, were you doing this on purpose for me at the dinner table just now?"

"Huh?" A huge question mark flashed through Nan Xian's mind for a moment, then she quickly realized what he was referring to, and her lips twitched involuntarily.

Help! Is narcissism really an inescapable trait of every wealthy man...?

"Mr. He, please look up."

He Mingxiao was puzzled, but he still raised his head as she asked.

"Do you see that round thing that glows and is a bit dazzling?"

The weather was quite nice today; the sun peeked out from behind the clouds, shining warmly on the earth.

"...I saw it."

Nan Xian nodded, her tone suddenly becoming very gentle: "Oh, that's called the Sun."

He Mingxiao's expression was strange: "...I know."

She gave a forced smile: "The Earth revolves around it."

They don't revolve around you, He Mingxiao!

He Mingxiao understood her subtext and knew that she was mocking him, his face turning pale and then red.

"I'm sorry, that's not what I meant, I just—"

Seeing Diao Yu appear out of the corner of her eye, Nan Xian raised her hand to interrupt He Mingxiao.

“I don’t want to know how you see me. I made myself perfectly clear last night. I don’t think there’s anything left for us to argue about. I have other things to do, Mr. He, please make way.”

He Mingxiao choked, watching helplessly as she brushed past him.

He was unwilling to give up, so he suddenly turned around and grabbed her wrist.

Nan Xian was already quite annoyed, and her face instantly fell.

He Mingxiao spoke very quickly, as if afraid she wouldn't give him a chance to speak, "I will no longer interfere in your life. It is your freedom to date whomever you want, but Yu Lin—he is not as simple as he seems on the surface. His background and family are much more complicated. Yu Lin will not be a good match for you. Please believe me."

Nan Xian was slightly taken aback, pondering the meaning behind his words, when He Mingxiao had already let go of her hand and turned to leave.

"That's weird..." Nan Xian muttered to herself.