The room fell silent again. Su Yayan was still in the feeding position. She blinked and was at a loss as to how to react to Old Master Cheng's sudden resentment.
Huo Chenhuan reacted in time. He picked up a piece of bread from the plate and handed it to Grandpa Cheng. He even complimented him with a strong desire to live, "Grandpa, you must be joking. No one can starve you."
"Yes, yes, yes. I didn't ask you because I thought you didn't like to eat such greasy pastries. If I had known that you liked it, I would have been the first to get it for you. How could it be his turn before you?"
Hearing this, Old Master Cheng's expression became better. He gave Huo Chenhuan an "at least you know what's good for you" look and snorted arrogantly before taking the wife cake from him and eating it.
Only then did the two of them heave a sigh of relief, knowing that at least they had passed this round.