Until...
"Why aren't you eating the shrimp?" Bo Jinlan suddenly asked.
The two who had been quietly eating immediately looked over.
Jiang Yaoyao felt immense pressure, "I don't want to eat..."
"Aren't shrimp your favorite?" Bo Jinlan raised an eyebrow.
Last time they were in Haicheng, she even insisted in front of her aunt that he peel shrimp for her...
Jiang Yaoyao couldn't help it and stepped on his foot.
Bo Jinlan acted as if he didn't feel it, "Do you want me to peel them for you?"
The old master Bo's pair of silver eyebrows twitched.
It was clear he found it hard to accept that his usually pampered eldest grandson, who had always been served by servants, would one day do something like peeling shrimp for someone else at the dinner table...
Jiang Yaoyao stepped on him again, maintaining a smile on her face, "No need..."
"We're all family here, no need to be embarrassed."
"Smack!"
The old master Bo put his chopsticks down.
Jiang Yaoyao's scalp tingled.
