Jiang Nian heard Li Lanying's complaint and treated it like the sound of wind passing by his ears.
"Eat, eat."
He may not excel at many things, but when it comes to muddling through, he is somewhat accomplished, if not an expert.
Li Qingrong silently picked up a dish for Jiang Nian with her chopsticks.
"Hmm."
"Thank you, Qingqing." Jiang Nian followed suit, picking up a dish for Li Qingrong, completely ignoring the lonely old woman at the table.
Li Lanying: "..."
She felt her blood pressure rising, speechless at the two of them. Were they teaming up to annoy her?
As people age, they start to envy the young more and more.
Even small matters can bring joy for half a day. At their age, everything looks hopeful.
"How nice, someone helps you pick up food."
Jiang Nian paused upon hearing this, showing a trace of hesitation, then lowered his voice to ask.
"Should I ask the waiter...?"
"Get lost!" Li Lanying was furious.
It's like killing someone's spirit!
Damn thing!
