Frans's gaze immediately swept across the female attendants around him, and after seeing each one look guilty and fearful, he had his answer.
"Yanyan, try this dish." Now that he knew the reason, there was no hurry. He let Sally eat her fill first—after all, the child must not go hungry.
"Hmm, as long as you don't think I'm a pig." Sally picked up the cutlery again and slowly chewed the food, savoring each bite.
"No, no, no, I am the pig," Frans immediately responded, busying himself with attending her carefully.
The faces of those female attendants had turned ashen by now.
It wasn't until Sally had thoroughly finished every dish on the table, not wasting a single bite, that she rose from the table with Frans's light support and left the dining room.
As for those female attendants, they were petrified after the couple's departure!