Jiang Silu gasped, nearly dropping the piece of pork rib in her hand.
Wen Wan also froze for a moment, her chopsticks hovering in mid-air.
Jiang Sifan kept his head down and said nothing, but his hand paused before he continued picking up food.
Jiang Yixia's expression didn't change when she heard the number. She just nodded. "It is quite expensive."
"You get what you pay for," Lu Fan said with a smile. "Look at this location, this view, this decor. It's worth the price."
Jiang Yixia didn't respond, lowering her head to continue sipping her soup.
After dinner, Jiang Silu pulled Wen Wan out to the courtyard for a walk.
Jiang Sifan sat on the living room sofa, flipping through a magazine without really reading it.
Jiang Yixia was in the kitchen helping the chef clear the dishes. Lu Fan stood at the doorway, leaning against the frame and watching her.
"Yixia," he called out.
"Mmm," Jiang Yixia answered without turning her head.
"Thank you for agreeing to stay."
