Well, the heart of the lost!
Nangong Jin nodded. "Alright, I understand. I will collect it tonight."
"Hmm." Di Xiaxia also nodded, eating her food quietly and elegantly, without saying a word.
Nangong Jin took a glance at her, then turned his head and also ate in silence except for the occasional serving of dishes to her.
Di Mingchen, on the side, tightened his gaze and looked at Di Mingzhe.
Di Mingzhe seemed calm and unruffled, as if none of this concerned him. At any rate, his refined and immortal-like face did not reveal any emotional ups and downs.
Di Mingchen was incredibly vexed for him, wanting to say something but also not daring to do so.
Just as he was on edge, Di Mingzhe suddenly picked up a dish and placed it in Di Mingchen's bowl, instructing him in a soft voice, "Eat more."
Having said that, he calmly took a sip of red wine.
Di Mingchen nearly dropped his chopsticks out of surprise.
Damn, why does he have this overwhelming feeling of being attacked unprovoked!
