Liang Zixuan didn't know how to explain this to Han Yuanjun, so she could only whisper in his ear. "You'll know soon enough."
Han Yuanjun raised his eyebrow. Liang Zixuan made this matter seem so mysterious with her relaxed expression. It seemed... That there was room for negotiation.
Seeing everyone present, Jia Qiulian stood up. "Let's eat. If there is anything, we can talk while eating."
Qin Yu stood up first. "Yes, let's eat first. I'm hungry."
When she said that, she subconsciously touched her stomach. Liang Jiahao frowned, "Are you hungry again? Didn't you just eat the fruit?"
"Eating what fruit?" Qin Yu looked at Han Cihui in despair, "With Uncle Cihui's fruit-cutting skills, I can't even finish it."
Han Cihui stood up dejectedly. His expression was that of an executed criminal.
Everyone ignored him and went to the dining hall.
