Qin Ruan indeed had not had much of an appetite these days, and she was partial to sour foods.
Most of the dishes on the table were to her liking, a fact she acknowledged and appreciated.
Qin Ruan pursed her lips, thanking the Third Master sincerely: "Thank you."
The Third Master looked rather helpless: "You're still so formal."
He ruffled Qin Ruan's hair, urging her to continue eating.
The three single men sitting across from them felt full before finishing their meal from watching the affectionate pair.
Halfway through breakfast, Leslie came in supporting a weakened Nicholas.
Huo Yirong politely asked the brother and sister, "Have you eaten? Why don't you join us?"
Leslie's face was weary, and she seemed to have lost her previous arrogance.
She helped Nicholas to sit down at the dining table, her eyes fixated on Qin Ruan, who was leisurely enjoying her breakfast under the Third Master's care.
