The An family.
Papa An's dishes were spread out on the dinner table and he greeted Qi Yanxi warmly.
"Make yourself at home. It's been a while since we last met. You look taller. Boys grow so fast." Papa An smiled amiably, which made Qi Yanxi a little uneasy.
Growing up, his father had been exceptionally strict with him. His parents divorced when he was a little older and they each had a new family now. It was safe to say that Qi Yanxi knew very little about familial love.
That was also why he was so violent all the time.
Looking at his bowl, which was filled to the brim with the food Papa An had picked for him, he lowered his voice and mumbled, "Thank you…"
"Enough talking! I'm having that if you don't eat it!" An Xiaxia bitterly eyed the meat in his bowl.
Sheng Yize gave her little head a knock and darted her a warning look, at which An Xiaxia behaved herself right away.
