"Mom, I know, don't worry." Yu Chen's bowl isn't big, so even if he has two bowls, it's nothing, because when added together, it's really not much.
So, it's not that he doesn't want to eat, but his stomach is only so big, even if he wants to eat more, he can't. It's not up to him, but his stomach's capacity.
But how is he supposed to say this? It's better to just start eating later.
"Can you guys stop talking and bring the food?" An Hao shook her head. Wasn't Yu Chen's meaning for them to bring the noodles? Isn't it a bit too much to keep dawdling here?
"No need, I'll do it, you guys sit and eat." Chu Molin just happened to bring a bowl of noodles over, declining An Hao's offer.
With his wife's big belly, he couldn't be at ease. Her safety is the priority, he'll do it himself.
