Master Tang finally drank the soup from his spoon.
He set down his spoon and met Jiang Xia's gaze. For a moment, the atmosphere at the dinner table grew tense again.
Li Chengze was scared silent. He stole a glance at Grandpa Jiang, but the old man remained perfectly composed, completely unaffected.
He was weeping internally. 'Why is it always me who suffers?'
"The fox's tail is finally showing."
"Heh, thanks for the compliment."
Far from finding Jiang Xia's thick skin and proud defiance annoying, Master Tang actually found it rather endearing.
'This is how a boy should be.'
"Let's hear it."
"I'd like to ask you to cook a meal for An Ning."
Master Tang, who had his head lowered as he ate, instantly grasped Jiang Xia's soft spot, but he had no intention of doing anything about it.
"Alright."
He agreed.
"Thank you so much."
This time, Master Tang could hear the genuine sincerity in his voice. 'So it turns out even a clever kid like him has his foolish moments.'
