Rongchuan had been immersed in the experience, but now he felt like he had a thorn in his back, "Thank you, Mr. Hou."
Zhang Jingyang withdrew his gaze and quickly picked up a chopstick-full of fish, which had diminished by nearly half, and placed it in his bowl before turning his attention to Marquis Ning. This attitude was all wrong.
Although Marquis Ning was amicable to everyone, that was merely a facade. Marquis Ning's affection for the Crown Prince, his nephew, was genuine, but he always firmly maintained his position as a minister. However, the kindness he showed Zhang Rongchuan startled him. Could it be that he was feeling a father's love?
Ning Xu saw the perplexed look in Rongchuan's eyes and softened his voice even more, "Stop looking, eat more."
