Yan Rusheng's heart ached when he heard that Xuxu was hungry." He frowned and glared at Lu Yinan. "Lu Yinan, is this how your family treats their guests?"
The corners of Lu Yinan's mouth twitched. "Young Master Yan, if you want me to instruct someone to prepare food for your wife, just simply say it. Why must you phrase your words with a layer of hidden meaning for people to decipher your real thoughts?"
Communicating with this guy was really tiring. He had to use his brains all the time.
Fang Jiayin was completely neglected as she stood at a corner, looking exceptionally lonely.
"Jiayin, do you want some food?"
Lu Yinan asked her casually as he walked past her.
Fang Jiayin composed herself and smiled at Lu Yinan. She shook her head and said, "I'm not hungry."
She began to move on her feet and followed Lu Yinan out of the room.
