Ji Mingqian had already had dinner and wasn't hungry, so he naturally didn't follow them to the dining room.
Seeing Jiang Yisheng, he strode over and sat down beside him unapologetically.
Jiang Yisheng glanced at him, "Aren't you going to eat?"
Ji Mingqian shook his head, casually picking up an orange to peel, "I've eaten already, not hungry."
The faint fragrance of the orange permeated the air, drawing Jiang Yisheng's gaze to the fruit in his hands.
Because his hand was in a plaster cast, fruits like oranges that required peeling had been out of his reach lately, unless someone in the family helped him on occasion.
Noticing his gaze, Ji Mingqian broke the peeled orange in half and stuffed one half into his hand, "Here."
Jiang Yisheng looked at the half orange in his palm, a touching smile crossing his eyes.
He bit into the orange, contentedly squinting his eyes.
In the dining room, the whole table of dishes had been claimed by Li Mochan and Ye Jiuliang.
