Chapter 92 - 091: Insufficient (Fifth Update) Girls, the monthly votes haven’t moved much today, quickly move your fingers!
Zhao Guodong tilted his head, clearly not understanding why Zhang Linong suddenly mentioned this, just as he was picking up the food and smelling its aroma, a smile cracked on his face.
"Leave half for them." Wang Ping gestured to the middle of the lunchbox with his hand.
The smile on Zhao Guodong’s face immediately faded, but he reluctantly agreed with a hum. He picked up a large mouthful with his chopsticks and handed them to Wang Ping. Wang Ping, already hungry, took the chopsticks and ate a large mouthful, followed by another, before passing the chopsticks to Zhang Linong. After Zhang Linong took a bite, only half of the rice in the lunchbox was left.
The three continued to take turns, and seeing the half that remained, Zhao Guodong pushed the lunchbox towards Wang Ping, signaling him to deliver it. Wang Ping turned around, chewing, clearly unwilling to go.
Just then, Zhang Linong covered the lunchbox, picked up the chopsticks, and walked over. The few people on Liu Zhiyuan’s side watched Zhang Linong. If it were anyone else being stared at like this, they would’ve panicked, but Zhang Linong, calm and steady, placed the lunchbox down.
"Ye Ling snuck out with the food. Whether you eat it or not is up to you," Zhang Linong said, anticipating Liu Zhiyuan’s attempt to speak, getting his words in first before walking back.
No one on Liu Zhiyuan’s side touched the lunchbox, but after Zhang Linong returned, he explained to Zhao Guodong, "We’ve gone early a few times and seen Ye Ling preparing the lunchbox all by herself. I guess the food she brings each day is made by her."
Zhao Guodong, savoring the lingering taste of the food, suddenly recalled that Ye Ling, being mistreated at home, showed her care through the food. Just by looking at her hands, it was clear. Her mom was biased, obviously not allowing her to bring extra, so she must’ve snuck it out.
Thinking of this, Zhao Guodong couldn’t sit still. "What should I do then? I’m still asking her to bring dinner tonight."
"Don’t worry, Ye Ling knows what to do," Zhang Linong replied, hinting, "No matter how much or little she can bring, the intention is what’s precious."