C8 From Now on This will be Your Home

"Tap, tap..."

Just as he finished speaking, the steady footsteps of a man could be heard from the staircase.

Xiang Jingcheng, who had taken off his suit, only wore a white shirt, black pants, and a Hermes belt. It was a very simple outfit, but when he wore it, he gave off the demeanor of a successful man's elite.

He walked towards the restaurant step by step. His tall and straight figure seemed to be able to reveal his Soul Person aura.

Yunwan had to admit that every movement of this man was naturally attractive.

Deterrence, but it caught people's eyes.

"Papa, sit."

Su Jingheng waved his hand and pointed to the seat beside him.

The mother and son sat face to face. The little guy pointed to the seat between the two of them.

Xiang Jingcheng didn't refuse, and sat down in the middle of the mother and son.

Su Jingheng was very satisfied with this rich and handsome father, but he was also filled with curiosity. He obediently sat there and started to size up the meticulous man beside him.

Xiang Jingcheng picked up the knife and fork beside his hand and looked at the child who was looking at him. He used his jaw to compare the dishes on the table. The words that came out of his mouth were as concise and experienced as before. "Eat."

"Oh!"

Su Jingheng replied.

Just as his little paw was about to pick up the utensils beside his hand, he saw that there were knives, forks, and chopsticks beside the dining plate. There were too many choices!

Of course, they were all children's utensils.

When the old butler saw this, he took a pair of chopsticks and picked up the dishes for Su Jingheng. "Little Master, today is your first day staying in the Prime Minister's Estate. Sir, I wonder what dishes you like to eat. I have specially prepared two types of dinner for you, Zhong and West. Take a look. What do you like to eat? Squeak, I'll get it for you! "

The two meter long dining table was already huge enough. Looking at it now, there were more than 50 dishes piled up on the dining table!

The life of a rich person... was really a waste!

Su Jingheng wanted to act more independent in front of Xiang Jingcheng the first time they met.

He waved his hand and said confidently, "No need, no need! I'm already five years old! I can eat by myself! "

When the old butler saw this, he smiled and nodded before retreating to the side.

Su Jingheng laid on the dining table and picked up a piece of braised pork that was the closest to him. He sent it to Xiang Jingcheng's bowl and fawned over him. "papa, you eat it!"

When Su Yunwan saw this, the jealousy in her heart flipped by half!

Why did she usually eat at home, but she had never seen this little thing try to please her like this?

"Yes."

Xiang Jingcheng replied faintly. When he looked at Yunwan who had not moved her chopsticks, it was as if he was looking at a wanderer that he had taken in at home. "Miss Su does not need to be polite in the Prime Minister's Estate. From now on, this will be your home."

Clearly, his words were disparate and sarcastic, but the second half of his sentence made people think that he had closed the distance with the other party.

When Su Yunwan looked at him, she only felt that his indifferent eyes were filled with deterrence, making people not dare to look at him too directly.