"Eat up! A man is iron, food is steel, go without a meal, and you'll start to feel the deal. I'm telling you, as a grown man, why make such a fuss? Hurry up, eat well, sleep well, live well..."
Shaking his head with a smile, Ai Qing picked up his chopsticks.
He knew all too well that she was indirectly comforting him, encouraging him and also rejecting him, yet he could not shake off that dull ache in his heart.
Without much hesitation, he picked up the porridge and slurped it down, then he ate two pieces of pastry with quite an appetite, but only after patting his stomach did he speak softly with a smile.
"Alright, Overseer My Lady, I'm full!"
"Was it good? Want some more? There are still some pastries left, don't waste them!" Seeing that he had finished, Lian Qiao was truly happy inside.
