As Zhu Qianying anticipated, Yan Han, the eldest Young Master of the Yan Family, hardly had any of his Ribs Bamboo Rice and dessert after they were served.
"Young Master Yan, you really don't have to accommodate us. The French restaurant across the street is supposed to be good. You can go eat there!"
Zhu Qianying had quite an appetite initially, but upon seeing Yan Han, who would put down his chopsticks after just one bite, she became annoyed.
An elite like him wouldn't be used to eating such commoner food!
Luckily, her little boy is not picky with his food and is easy to feed!
The little boy who usually ignored him also looked up at him and chimed in.
"Yeah, go eat French food! French food is delicious!" The little boy was mumbling with his mouth full, making his words not very clear.
Yan Han found this amusing. After all, the little boy had been very articulate in his presence before, so this kind of cute and silly look was quite rare!
