Whenever there was delicious food around, Yu Ting never forgot Lu Xiaobao. She shook the bag of potato chips in her hand as a hint.
The potato chips inside the bag crinkled loudly.
Lu Xiaobao, who had just finished his homework and was now practicing his calligraphy, found some characters quite tricky. A particularly troublesome one was the character 'pin' which he would have to furrow his brows and spend quite a while on. His eyebrows were knitted tightly, appearing slightly distressed.
Upon hearing what Yu Ting said, he pouted his lips and replied, "Xiaobao won't eat. Xiaobao is doing calligraphy, I can't use my hands."
"Then sis-in-law will feed you, you just keep doing your calligraphy."
Yu Ting was quite considerate at this moment and picked up a chip and put it to Lu Xiaobao's mouth.
Her eyes, however, were still focused on the real estate listing. Now she had a rough idea about her preference.
Buy a house near Shen Ruchu's company.
