Granny observed Yan Ruo as she ate. This child ate slowly and elegantly. One look and one could tell that he had been taught well since young.
Bai Lin learned everything quickly, but she was like a precise machine. She could quickly input any program and work familiarly. However, when it came to love, she was often difficult to grasp.
Yan Ruo's feelings for her were so full that they were about to overflow from his eyes.
However, Bai Lin's attitude was hard to read.
To say that she did not like him, she treated him differently from everyone else; to say that she liked him, she seemed to be full of contradictions that even her expression made it obvious that she was caught.
As Granny ate, she picked up some food for the two children in front of her.
"Xiao Yan, try this. It's fresh." Granny gave Yan Ruo some Chinese Toon with her chopsticks and smiled at him.
This time, Yan Ruo's eyes widened slightly. No one had ever put food in his bowl.
