At the dining table, Jingxi hopped next to Ye Xinluo, reaching out a paw for a hug, "Mommy, hug me." Before he could reach Ye Xinluo, someone grabbed him by the collar and placed him back on his seat.
The dining table was a bit high, so the little fellow had to stand on the chair, glaring discontentedly at the perpetrator, "Uncle, what are you doing?"
Beichen Rui smiled and said, "Eat, don't run around."
The little fellow refused to give up and tried to go to his mommy. This time, before he could jump off the chair, he was caught and returned.
Jingxi stood in between the two, looking at his dear mommy who was right beside him, but he was helpless. He grumbled silently.
"Xinluo girl, let Housekeeper Lin know what dishes you like, so he can prepare them next time."
Housekeeper Lin appeared with a notebook from somewhere, acting as if he was about to jot something down.
Ye Xinluo: "..."
She chuckled and said, "Grandpa, I'm not picky with food."
