Compared to Feng Zichen's worries, Zizhuo Xi and Ling Xize didn't take the matter to heart at all.
It seemed to be just a minor injury that could probably be dealt with easily.
No need to make a big fuss over it.
Half of the dinner table spread was made according to Ling Xize's menu, while the other half was Chu Liangxia's own spontaneous alterations, all of which were dishes Zizhuo Xi and she enjoyed—of course, they also suited Feng Ziheng's taste.
However, Ling Xize directly blamed Feng Ziheng for "arbitrarily altering his menu," and didn't give Feng Ziheng a friendly look from start to finish.
Of course—
Feng Zichen, who always stood by his brother, harbored a grudge against Ling Xize's obvious indifference and targeting, and didn't miss an opportunity to counter him at the table.
Whatever Ling Xize wanted to eat, Feng Zichen would snatch it away. Any topic that came up, he would be the first to jump in, and it couldn't be more deliberate.