Master Jiang glanced at her and saw that she was only a little nervous. She probably really didn't know anything, so he nodded. "Have a seat."
Jing Tong heaved a sigh of relief and obediently sat down to continue eating breakfast.
The servants quickly prepared the utensils for the old master. Jiang Yu picked up a pair of clean chopsticks and personally picked up a rice dumpling for the old man. The old man loved this bite.
"Grandpa, you should eat more." He had a filial look on his face.
How could master Jiang not know what this kid was thinking? he snorted coldly, " "I don't eat this in the morning. It's too greasy."
"Shall I get you a bowl of porridge?" Jiang Yu wasn't discouraged.
"You win. I haven't seen you so attentive in so many years." As the old man spoke, his gaze swept past Jing Tong and back to Jiang Yu. put away your little thoughts.
