That night, Nian Xi ordered five steaks, different flavors. When the steaks were served, Jiang Yuning came downstairs.
The table was long, yet he sat right beside Nian Xi.
"I worried that you may not like steak, so I ordered spaghetti for you." Nian Xi gave him the only spaghetti on the table.
Jiang Yuning looked at it and frowned.
"Don't you like it? Uncle Han said that you like it." Nian Xi was a little worried.
Jiang Yuning lowered his head and wrote her a note. 'I was going to offer you my steak.'
Nian Xi read the note and smiled. For some reason, she felt warm.
"You gave me yours on the plane. As I've said before, what I had was enough and I've received your kindness."
The steak wasn't well-done, so Nian Xi spent some effort cutting off a piece. Jiang Yuning spent a short while looking at her plate, then quietly dragged her plate to him.
