This child really resembles her mother, not just in appearance, but in her dining manner, behavior, and those subtle expressions... all making Ning Zhiqiu unconsciously recall the woman he was infatuated with many years ago.
He never thought that in his lifetime, he would still have the opportunity to calmly sit at the same table with her and dine. At this moment, Ning Zhiqiu's heart was filled with an indescribable sense of contentment.
After taking a few bites, Ning Xiaofei looked up, only to see the man across from her staring at her with bright eyes. She felt a bit embarrassed and hurriedly put down her cutlery, using a napkin to gently wipe the corners of her mouth, "Do...do you have something to say?"
"No, no!" Ning Zhiqiu hurriedly denied, "You eat, I... didn't mean anything else, just wanted to look at you."
Ning Xiaofei awkwardly picked up her knife and fork, "You...you eat too."
If he didn't say anything, but after saying that, she didn't know how to start eating.
