At the dinner table, the Old Master didn't bring up his past anecdotes anymore. Previously, meals were silent because he was facing two men and the conversation was all about work, which he had strictly forbidden at the dining table. But now things were different, and suddenly stopping the conversation made him uncomfortable...
Despite this, he still restrained himself from speaking, continuously serving food onto Han Wanwan's plate.
Han Wanwan quietly ate the pile of food before her, mountains of it heaped up by the Old Master, silently mocking that this was no ordinary family's meal; even on festive occasions, only well-off families could afford such dishes.
The Old Master shot Yuwen Kangli a glance, signaling him to add some food to Han Wanwan's plate as well. Yuwen Kangli reluctantly placed a piece of chicken in front of Han Wanwan.
