Sylvan Cheney still let her go, holding her and walking to the dining table.
"I put away all the winter clothes today, and I didn't bring much luggage back home. This time going to Cakago, I won't need to take much either." Jasmine Yale said, "I took some of the gifts you gave me, hmm, how does my new sweater I changed into this afternoon look?"
Jasmine pointed to the ginger-colored thin sweater she was wearing, with a pearl cherry blossom style brooch on the chest.
Sylvan Cheney squinted his eyes and looked: "Your figure is getting better and better."
Not like when she first came back during the New Year, so skinny and small.
"Isn't your focus a bit off? Not serious." Jasmine Yale chided, bowing her head to eat.
"Eat more. In the future, don't lose weight behind my back. Whether you're thin or fat, I won't mind." Sylvan Cheney gave her a piece of meat. "If you don't take care of yourself, that's what I mind."
