After all, Ding Ning was still in his hands.
Ding Ning took a shower and changed her clothes before she was brought down to have dinner.
There were three sets of bowls and chopsticks on the dinner table. Apart from the one in front of the man, she was placed on the other side. Ding Ning lowered her eyes slightly and looked at the bowls and chopsticks on the table.
There were also the dishes on the table.
Sweet and sour pork tenderloin, squirrel mandarin fish, mustard fungus, and a white fungus lotus seed soup.
It was a very normal Chinese rice.
"This meal can be considered an apology. The people under me were too reckless,"the man said, indicating that Ding Ning could eat.
Ding Ning picked up her chopsticks with some caution. She waited until the man had finished eating before she started eating.
The man was very elegant when he ate, just like his people.
