You're dumping me, huh? Fine, then I'll just pick up the school beauty and make her my wif

Sitting next to him was Liu Mengyao, who also looked up and gazed in their direction.

Jiang Che glanced at Su Qinghe, and seeing that she had no objection, he led her over.

After a brief greeting to Wang Kai and Liu Mengyao, the two sat down opposite them, picked up their chopsticks, and prepared to start eating.

Jiang Che looked down at his plate, which contained a plate of braised pork, a plate of shredded potatoes, and a spoonful of bok choy.

Although it can't compare to the meals they usually eat out or at home, today's situation is rather special. Su Qinghe still has one last issue to resolve regarding her paperwork, so she can only make do with lunch at the school cafeteria today.

Jiang Che was about to pick up his chopsticks to eat when, in the next second, a glistening red substance suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

Su Qinghe used her chopsticks to pick up a piece of pork rib from her plate, and with a very natural movement, she crossed the gap between the two of them and placed it steadily on the rice in Jiang Che's plate.

Then came the second piece, and the third piece.

Any meat that Su Qinghe thought looked decent on her plate was piled onto Jiang Che's plate.

Under the stunned gazes of Wang Kai and Liu Mengyao across from her, in no time at all, Su Qinghe transferred all the meat dishes that were already scarce on her plate to Jiang Che's plate.

Jiang Che looked at the rice that had been neatly arranged on his plate, which had suddenly been piled up into a small mountain of meat. Helplessly, he used his chopsticks to block Su Qinghe's little hand that wanted to continue feeding him.

"That's enough, if you squeeze any tighter I'm going to overflow."

Su Qinghe blinked her long eyelashes slightly, her cool eyes reflecting Jiang Che's face. She shook her head and explained softly, "It's not enough. You've been training very hard lately, so you need to eat more to nourish your body."

"And what about you? You gave me all the meat, leaving yourself a plate of vegetables. Are you planning to cultivate immortality?"

Jiang Che looked at the few wilted bok choy and shredded potatoes left on her plate, frowned, picked up a piece of spare rib, and put it back to her mouth.

Su Qinghe instinctively tried to dodge, shrinking her head back. "I don't like meat, it's greasy... ugh..."

Before he could finish speaking, Jiang Che forcibly stuffed meat into his mouth, and the rest of his words could only be expressed as slightly protesting muffled sounds.

Unfortunately, Su Qinghe's lie was so crude that Jiang Che could immediately realize she was lying just by hearing the first few words.

Thinking back to just a few days ago when she was still in the hospital, this little girl was eating sweet and sour pork ribs with great relish, but now she's pretending to be detached from worldly desires.

"You have to eat even if you don't like it. The pressure of studying in the final year of high school is immense. If you only supplement with carbohydrates and not protein, how can your body handle it?"

Jiang Che's tone was firm and unyielding, and as he spoke, he picked up a piece of meat from the plate and held it to her lips.

Seeing that Su Qinghe still wanted to refuse, he pretended to be angry, a faint displeasure appearing between his brows.

Su Qinghe was extremely sensitive to his emotional changes. Her originally tense face relaxed, and she finally obediently opened her pink lips and bit the second piece of rib that Jiang Che offered to her.

Their interaction was incredibly natural, as if this way of getting along was ingrained in their very being.

Wang Kai across from him was also chewing meat, but he wondered if it was just his imagination, but the meat didn't seem to have any flavor at all.

Not only does it not smell good at all, but it also tastes bitter.

"Oh dear..."

Staring at the two people interacting as if no one else was around, Wang Kai sighed dramatically, nudged Liu Mengyao next to him with his elbow, and complained with a bitter face, "Mengyao, don't you think the food is really sour today? Did the cafeteria lady beat the salt seller to death and put vinegar in all the dishes?"

Liu Mengyao's cheeks flushed slightly as she nodded, suppressing a laugh, and chimed in quietly, "Yeah, it feels like the air is filled with a sour smell..."

Su Qinghe was naturally shy, and when she heard the two of them teasing her back and forth, her ears instantly turned red with embarrassment.

At this moment, he was completely different from the cold and unapproachable person he had been in the classroom that morning.

She lowered her head somewhat awkwardly, her slender fingers gripping the chopsticks, aimlessly poking at the pitiful shredded potatoes in the dish, not daring to look up at the two people opposite her.

Jiang Che, on the other hand, remained calm, rolled his eyes at Wang Kai with annoyance, and said with a laugh, "Eat your food. All this food can't shut you up, huh? If you think it's sour, go buy a bottle of mineral water and rinse it off."

"Alright, alright, this single dog should talk less and eat more, lest I get stuffed to death by all the PDA before I've even had a couple of bites..."

Wang Kai chuckled dryly twice, then buried his head and shoveled down two mouthfuls of rice.

The four of them chatted while eating.

"Let me tell you about Jiang Che, you have no idea how angry I was last night. I was playing a rush and had already searched the bomb site, but I still managed to take down two or three opponents in a row without any items."

"And guess what? I was just about to turn around and ask the wet nurse for some milk when I heard someone say, 'There's one person left on our side.'"

When Wang Kai recalled the scene from last night where he almost burned to a crisp, he was both angry and amused. "You mean four people couldn't beat Rou Na who stole your butt? That's interesting, really interesting."

Hearing Wang Kai indignantly complaining about last night's game, before Jiang Che could even speak, Liu Mengyao, who was sitting next to Wang Kai, put down her chopsticks.

She gently bit her lower lip, her face slightly flushed, and defended herself, saying, "Oh... well, you can't blame us entirely. In that round, they were actually caught off guard by Reina's ward at the back, and the timing of their pull was too good. I, the healer, didn't even have time to cast a skill before I was instantly killed..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Che, who was about to pick up some food, suddenly stopped, and a hint of undisguised surprise flashed in his eyes.

He looked at Liu Mengyao with some surprise, then at Wang Kai, who was standing next to him with a smug look on his face.

Goodness, did he hear me right?

The class monitor of Class 1, Grade 12, the teacher's good girl, and the apple of Grandpa Liu's eye, actually played Valorant with Wang Kai.

Moreover, judging from the practiced tone and word choice, it's clear this isn't the first time they've done this.

"Class monitor, you play games too?" Jiang Che raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but tease, "I thought that you top students' usual entertainment activities were just doing practice problems and reading classics."

"Look at what you're saying! I'm not exactly a top student, but I still play mahjong every day, don't I?"

Wang Kai chuckled and teased, "Mengyao not only plays, but she plays quite well. If it weren't for me carrying her last game... cough cough, if it weren't for our good teamwork, we might not have won in the end."

Liu Mengyao felt a little embarrassed by what they said. She lowered her head and poked at the rice in her bowl with her chopsticks, saying in a soft voice, "I'm under a lot of pressure from studying... so I just play for a little while now and then to relax..."

Watching them chat so enthusiastically, Su Qinghe, who was standing to the side, couldn't sit still any longer.