Yet, Jing Haohao sat contentedly in her dining chair like nothing had happened, calmly and leisurely eating her breakfast.
She seemed to notice Liang Chen constantly watching her. Lifting her eyelids, she glanced at him. There was a layer of confusion in her eyes as she asked, "What's the matter?"
Liang Chen was only more bewildered. He paused for a moment before shaking his head, "Nothing."
Jing Haohao pressed her lips together, continuing to eat her breakfast. When her porridge bowl was almost empty, Jing Haohao turned to Nanny Lin beside her, "Could you serve me another bowl of porridge, please?"
Liang Chen was taken aback. During her stay at the villa, Jing Haohao usually had little appetite and didn't eat much. Why was it that today she seemed to have a voracious appetite?
Could it be, she was turning her sadness into an appetite?
Liang Chen watched as Jing Haohao, who was deeply focused on her second bowl of porridge, couldn't help but speak up, "Haohao?"
