However, she lowered her head to look at her body. Nine years old! She was only nine years old! She had just celebrated her ninth birthday not long ago.
How was she supposed to pounce on him? She was a child!
Unfortunately, she was born at the wrong time.
Ming Zhiyan's pork slices were thin and good. The slices were even, as if they had been measured. Jian Qingqing praised, "Lord Ming, you cut it really well! I thought you didn't know how to cut it."
Hearing this, Ming Zhiyan's knife paused for a moment, but he did not say anything.
The Jian Family's meals had always been lively. They talked about everything, and there was never a rule of eating without saying anything.
However, Ming Zhiyan rarely had this kind of experience. In the past, in the Crown Prince's estate, he had always eaten alone. Even when he occasionally entered the palace, he mostly paid attention to the rules.
