Xiao Jinyan sat down opposite her and picked up his chopsticks, first helping himself to some lettuce that he placed into his bowl.
Shen Chuwei looked at the few dishes in front of her and then at the few dishes in front of Xiao Jinyan. Although they were the same dishes, the difference in color, aroma, and flavor was significant.
She was indeed allowed to eat meat, but it was as bland as plain-boiled chicken, provoking no appetite at all.
In contrast, the dishes in front of Xiao Jinyan had all the appealing colors, aromas, and flavors that set her mouth watering.
Xiao Jinyan looked up and noticed her staring at his bowl without moving her chopsticks. His lips curved up slightly, "Your wound hasn't healed yet, you can only eat something light, which is good for the wound to heal without leaving scars."
Such familiar words made Shen Chuwei realize one thing — what goes around comes around!