Yan Lindu plucked up his courage, snatched a bowl of ginseng chicken soup under the murderous gaze of the Seventh Prince, and ran away.
Only Damien Luan and Caleb Lu were left at the table.
Damien Luan asked Caleb Lu to sit down and eat. Caleb Lu did not refuse, but his expression returned to being lukewarm again. He just kept poking the chicken's belly, picking out the glutinous rice inside and eating it.
Damien Luan felt a headache after seeing this. He pinched his brows and picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks and gave it to him.
"I..." Damien Luan paused.
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