Because the outcome between them was written in stone, Lin Chen's rational senses told him that he shouldn't place focus on Lin Nuan. Once he lost control and crossed the boundary, the problem would afflict not just him but also Lin Nuan and his parents.
Hearing the bathroom door open once again, Lin Chen sloppily chewed the dumpling in his mouth before swallowing it down quickly, then wiped his lips with a napkin.
Lin Nuan walked over and took out a hand cream from her bag. Seeing that Lin Chen's plate of dumplings was largely untouched and that he had already set down his chopsticks, she asked, "Do the dumplings not taste good? If you don't want to eat dumplings, I'll get Nainai to bring you something else on the way back?"
"No need to go through the trouble. I'm not hungry. I'm merely eating something so that I don't have to take my medication on an empty stomach," Lin Chen said slowly.