Wanqi Jingyi and the girl who had been by his side took their seats in turn.
As for Duoduo, he obediently crouched at the entrance of the dining room, his eyes longing for the delicious food on the table.
Even though he desperately wanted to eat, he didn’t dare cause any trouble.
This was his first ti out, he had to be good, just like his two owners instructed.
While everyone was quietly dining, a servant carrying a plate of cut raw at approached Wanqi Yanghong.
The servant respectfully said, "Sir, the raw at is ready."
After Wanqi Yanghong asked Gu Jin about the food for the white wolf, he had the servant prepare fresh raw at.
"Give it to ." Gu Jin stood up and walked to the servant.
She took the basin of raw at from the servant’s hands and turned to place it on the ground in front of Duoduo.
"Awooo awooo—"
Duoduo whined coquettishly at Gu Jin twice, then buried his head to eat the at.
When Gu Jin returned to the dining table, Wanqi Yanghong was still watching Duoduo: "Is this little wolf a breed of Arctic Wolf? It looks so mighty."
"Yes, Arctic Wolf."
Gu Jin picked up chopsticks and placed so dishes that An Mingji liked into his plate.
"It’s said that Arctic Wolves are extrely difficult to ta, and they don’t easily recognize masters," Wanqi Yanghong remarked.
Hearing this, Gu Jin glanced back at Duoduo.
He was feasting, looking adorably silly.
"I have a connection with him."
Back then, she didn’t ta Duoduo; instead, he was entrusted to her by his wolf father and mother.
Gu Jin turned back to continue picking her dishes; on the way to Beijing, she had only nibbled on a piece of bread, and An Mingji was the sa.
In front of them, the al was appetizing in both appearance and aroma.
Seeing Gu Jin and the young boy beside her eating contentedly, Wanqi Yanghong breathed a slight sigh of relief.
In truth, he wasn’t sure how to interact with this young girl.
She was far too young.
Yet her strength was not to be underestimated or neglected.
"Clang—"
A sound of impact interrupted the quiet of the dining table.
"I don’t want to eat, I won’t eat!"
A magnetic voice, yet unable to suppress a childish tone, sounded.
Gu Jin lifted her gaze; diagonally across, Wanqi Jingyi pushed away the soup bowl before him, the spoon slipping from the bowl to the plate.
"Brother Jingyi, this soup isn’t hot; try a sip."
The girl beside him, Gao Jingwen, spoke worriedly.
She used a napkin to wipe off the soup splashed on Wanqi Jingyi’s clothing.
"No, I don’t want it, no way!"
The extraordinarily handso man, acting so childish and disgraced, completely ruined his elite deanor.
Gu Jin thought, what a pity.
She glanced again at Wanqi Jingyi’s body, realizing he indeed did not have the Evil Qi that Wanqi Yihai carried when he was sched against in Wanhai City.
Perhaps his experience differed from Wanqi Yihai’s?
Then why did he beco foolish, his cultivation abolished, becoming an ordinary person?
She gently furrowed her brow, showing a puzzled expression on her face.
Wanqi Yanghong noticed his daughter-in-law calmly reassuring his eldest son. After calming him down, he smiled apologetically at Gu Jin: "Forgive if this embarrassed Little Ninth Master; my eldest son went through so incidents and occasionally loses control in fits of temper."
"It’s fine; I heard about it from Yihai on my way here."
Gu Jin put down her chopsticks and tasted the soup made by the Wanqi Family’s chef, which was delicious and lingered on the palate, very tasty.
After sipping a few spoons of soup, she looked up at Wanqi Yanghong, saying, "The head of the Wanqi Family doesn’t have to call Little Ninth Master; it was rely a guise to divert attention back then. Just call by my na; I’m too junior to bear your respectful address."
Wanqi Yanghong looked at Gu Jin earnestly.
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