Le Tong thought to herself that this man really liked to talk about his son, mentioning age-old wisdom like 'having a child to care for in old age,' and 'can't eat without seeing the son,' coming up with new excuses every day.
"Baobao, turns out you're an appetizer!" Le Tong joked, pinching Baobao's cheek.
Ji Rui glared at her sullenly, opening his mouth to say something, but Luo Yifan interrupted, "Brother Rui, if the cafeteria food doesn't suit your taste, just call me. The chef here is pretty good."
Saying that, he raised his hand to summon a waitress and instructed her to go to the kitchen to convey his message for the chef to prepare some signature dishes.
Ji Rui did not respond to Luo Yifan's kind suggestion, neither agreeing nor disagreeing. He merely picked up the coffee brought by the waitress, took a slow sip, and kept his gaze fixed on the mother and son opposite him.
After he set down the cup, his gaze returned to focus on Luo Yifan.
