Wen Qing's face turned pale: "Is that?"

Seeing Wen Qing's expression, Zhou Yuwen smiled: "No, I'm overthinking it."

Zhou Yuwen had no rules when eating at his own house, and it was nothing to make a sound when eating. However, according to Wen Qing's personality, he must have said some table etiquette. He could not speak, make a sound when eating, could not make a sound, could not leave any leftovers, or could not miss the meal.

Moreover, Wen Qing had a expressionless face and looked as if she was holding her hands. Zhou Yuwen would inevitably think too much.

Zhou Yuwen suddenly realized that he was having dinner with Wen Qing now, and seemed to be talking while eating. Wen Qing didn't say anything, and she was a little moved for a moment.

Wen Qing sighed: "It was a bit harsh at that time, but it was for your own good."

"Well, I know. At that time, whether it was to me or Qianqian, you were actually like this, but I couldn't help but think too much when I was sensitive at that time." Zhou Yuwen said.

"Yu Wen, Aunt Wen, had done something wrong before," said Wen Qing.

Zhou Yuwen chuckled: "It's all over. What happened more than ten years ago, who will remember?"

Wen Qing nodded and saw that Zhou Yuwen had finished drinking the chicken soup in her bowl, she asked, "Do you still drink it? I'll serve you another bowl."

Zhou Yuwen pressed the bowl.

Wen Qing glanced at Zhou Yuwen curiously.
Chapter completed!