Lin Daiyu, a certain bear named Tibbers, Zijuan, Xueyan, and the master-and-servant pair of Jia Baoyu and Xiren were enjoying the breakfast the matrons had just brought them in the small sitting room of the green gauze alcove. They ate in silence, and the atmosphere between them was fairly harmonious.
Of course, in reality, only Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu were seated at opposite sides of the table, eating. Xueyan, Zijuan, and Xiren stood beside their respective masters, serving them and picking up food for them. As for the bear... it was miserably sprawled on the floor. For the moment, there was nothing for it!
"..."
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Since there were guests present, Daiyu couldn't let him jump up onto the table and start eating as he usually did. So today, he would just have to put up with missing a meal.
"..."
Jia Baoyu seemed to want to say something, but hesitated. First, he looked at Lin Meimei, who was silently eating across from him, then at the two maids beside her. Finally, he glanced toward the floor in front of him. After hesitating for a long while, he still said nothing.
He had finally managed to come see Lin Meimei, who was as beautiful as a celestial maiden, but for some reason, he couldn't shake the feeling that breakfast was not going the way he had imagined. He was so uncomfortable that he could hardly sit still.
He had noticed that the fierce little polar bear at Lin Meimei's side—with the strange name "Tibbers"—had been glaring at him ever since he started eating.
It had been especially bad once he began eating the braised venison. The bear had bared its teeth at him, as if it might pounce at any moment and take a vicious bite out of him.