C9 Little Jingheng's Grievance

This man has a mysterious air about him, and no matter what he says, there's a profound meaning hidden in his words.

His words clearly meant that he wanted her to eat without feeling embarrassed, but his words also seemed to contain a sense of xenophobia.

His words were very two-faced! What a crafty old fox!

Su Yunwan had first met Xiang Jingcheng, but she could almost conclude that he was a man with deep thoughts in his heart.

She picked up the chopsticks by her hand and answered vaguely, Yes." Yes."

Su Jingheng grabbed the pork trotters with one hand and sat on the chair with his short legs crossed, eating the chicken drumsticks with relish. He looked at the two of them, pretending to be able to enter their world, as if he did not understand what they were talking about.

In the restaurant, after the conversation between the two disappeared, the only sound that could be heard was the piano music. And...

Mixed with the little guy's chewing on the chicken wings, the mixed sound effect.

After Su Jingheng ate a few bites of the chicken, he found that the braised pork he had picked up for Xiang Jingcheng was still there quietly, without moving at all.

Thinking that this man did not like braised pork, the little guy stretched out his greasy small hand and changed it to his favorite fried chicken. He enthusiastically took a drumstick for Xiang Jingcheng and gave it to him.

"Papa, try this! It's very delicious!"

After saying that, without waiting for Xiang Jingcheng's permission, he sent the chicken drumstick to the man's plate.

After that, he continued to chew on the chicken drumstick in his hand and observed Xiang Jingcheng's every move with anticipation. He hoped that Xiang Jingcheng could eat the food that he had brought, as if that would prove that papa was not xenophobic to him.

One minute passed...

Xiang Jingcheng's plate was still filled with a piece of braised pork and a drumstick.

Apart from that, the man had a very clean meal. Other than these two things, there was not even a drop of sauce on the white plate.

Su Jingheng did not believe that papa would not eat the food he had picked up!

This time, when he saw Xiang Jingcheng go to pick up the crystal shrimp, his chopsticks flew as if they were flying. He caught the shrimp first and sent it to Xiang Jingcheng. He said confidently, "papa, you eat!"

"Yes."

Xiang Jingcheng responded faintly as if he accepted it.

However, he did not take back the chopsticks in his hand. He then picked up another prawn and put it into his mouth.

Su Jingheng watched helplessly as papa refused to eat the food he had sent over. His watery eyes were filled with grievance!

He could not help but open his mouth and ask, "papa, the food I picked up is not the same as the one you picked up? Why don't you eat it?"

The little guy was very straightforward. He asked whatever he wanted to ask. He never looked at people's expressions and didn't know who he looked like.

At least, he did not look like a man who could not even speak properly! He had to figure out the meaning himself!

"Sir, a call from the company."

On this end, Su Jingheng was so righteous that he had to straighten his back. He knelt on the chair and waited for a moment. He stood at the dining table and confronted this man.

There was a call from the other side. Xiang Jingcheng took his phone and left the restaurant.

The little guy's resentful gaze followed all the way out of the restaurant.

One minute later, he heard a voice from outside, "Prepare the car."

The door opened and closed, and Xiang Jingcheng left.

Su Jingheng's gaze fell back to Xiang Jingcheng's plate.

The three items were quietly placed there, as if they were silently rejected three times.

"Wan, does papa not like me?"

Su Jingheng looked at Su Yunwan, who was sitting opposite him, angrily. His face was full of doubt, grievance and confusion, like a wounded puppy.