He suddenly bent down and forcefully hugged the little one on the bed.
Xia Tian blinked, somewhat puzzled, he thought Beiming Han would be angry and punish him.
"You're growing right now; these snacks can't be your main food. Butler, is the meal hot?" Beiming Han sat down beside Xia Tian.
"Yes, yes, it was just made in the kitchen; we were worried young Xia Tian would eat it cold." The butler had already changed his tone; oh heavens, the young master's level of affection for this boy was truly eye-opening.
Looks like this child might indeed be the young master's son!
He'll have to serve him more meticulously in the future.
"Move the table over." Beiming Han gave an order, and a servant immediately moved the table to the bedside, arranging all the dishes there.
"Eat first." Beiming Han handed him the chopsticks.
"I can't use chopsticks, I want to eat with a spoon." Xia Tian, looking at these delicious foods, also had his appetite whetted; they were all his favorites.
