"How did you get here?"
Jiang Chen approached, a surprised smile lingering on his face.
"By car."
The Taoist nun sister Ning Jing, who seed to have descended from the sky, answered.
From Bashu to East Sea, there’s nearly two thousand kiloters of distance.
She has really grown up.
"You didn’t sneak out, did you?"
Jiang Chen asked.
"I told my master."
Jiang Chen felt greatly relieved.
His money on drinks hadn’t gone to waste.
People from outside the secular world are more genuine than worldly people.
"You really are brave. Didn’t I tell you before, just call anyti, I’ll co pick you up."
Jiang Chen boasted shalessly, "Even though you’re skilled, this is an age where brains are valued. If you really encounter human traffickers or scamrs, you might find yourself in Myanmar without knowing how."
Tanki Liuli stared silently at him, not sure if she understood, her eyes as clear as a quietly flowing mountain stream.
Never mind.
After all, she’s safe and sound, isn’t she?
Jiang Chen decided to stop.
"Have you eaten?" he asked.
Tanki Liuli nodded, but unfortunately, her stomach suddenly growled.
Jiang Chen’s gaze moved down to her flat belly, almost laughing out loud.
Even a Taoist nun who doesn’t eat the food of common mortals can’t control physiological reactions.
Jiang Chen looked up.
Tanki Liuli didn’t et his gaze, turning her head to look elsewhere.
Jiang Chen coughed lightly, "I haven’t eaten tonight either, I’m a bit hungry. Keep company while I eat a little."
Such understanding.
Tanki Liuli said nothing, still not bringing her gaze back.
This Taoist nun who grew up isolated from the world was gradually developing a sense of human warmth, at least starting to feel shy.
"Let’s go."
Jiang Chen turned around.
Tanki Liuli, who had traveled alone from afar, silently followed behind.
Not too far away, perhaps too hungry and needing to save ti, Jiang Chen found a night snack restaurant near the Bund.
"Sir, if there are only two of you, this might be a bit too much food."
Truly, Dadonghai, a model for Shenzhou, even reminds custors not to waste food.
In other places, if they’re not trying to overcharge you, it’s already considerate.
"It’s fine, just serve it. We’ll pack whatever we can’t finish."
With the custor’s affirmation, the restaurant staff naturally had nothing more to say, "Please wait a mont, you two."
"What a coincidence, when you called , I was talking to your senior sister."
Jiang Chen poured tea and expressed emotion, "Your senior sister really keeps people on their toes."
If this got back to her, she might ask him to co over, or even fly back from the Capital City on a private jet.
Fortunately, the Taoist nun sister isn’t soone who’s chatty or gossipy, unlikely to spill the beans.
"Have so water."
Boss Jiang pushed a glass of water over, very thoughtfully.
The food hadn’t arrived yet.
It’s good to pad the stomach with water first.
Perhaps she’s really starting to see him as soone other than a stranger; Tanki Liuli accepted the water without hesitation, drinking it all in one go, placing the glass down with poise.
"Want more?"
Jiang Chen hadn’t put the teapot down yet.
Tanki Liuli didn’t answer.
Silence is the answer.
So Jiang Chen poured her another glass.
Tanki Liuli downed it in one go again, without even blinking.
Could it be she hadn’t eaten anything, and hadn’t even drunk a sip of water?
"Didn’t you drink water on the way?"
Jiang Chen continued pouring.
"I had no money."
Tanki Liuli finally spoke.
"..."
Jiang Chen was speechless.
Indeed.
Whether on the mountain or off it, she doesn’t seem to interact with money.
The water in the cup almost spilled out, Jiang Chen explained while smiling, "No matter whether you ca by plane or train, there’s free drinking water available."
Tanki Liuli fell silent again.
"It’s still better not to wander around alone."
Jiang Chen set down the teapot.
Even though he claid he was hungry, when the food ca, he didn’t eat much and instead, placed everything in front of Tanki Liuli, prioritizing her like a gentleman.
"Miss Yu’s culinary skills are pretty good, but even a clever housewife can’t cook without rice; it’s tough if you’re deprived of that these days."
Even though she might have been hungry all day, Tanki Liuli didn’t dig in right away, clearly showing restraint.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen took a piece of golden roll and stuffed it in his mouth.
Only then did Tanki Liuli pick up her utensils.
Breeding.
It really has nothing to do with wealth.
Look, growing up in the mountains, how polite she is?
Without disturbing her, Jiang Chen stopped talking; he knew what hunger felt like. As a child, he was picky, stubborn, often refusing dinner, only to be awakened by hunger at midnight, a feeling he rembers vividly even now.
Feeling hungry was uncomfortable, and he would cry, but his mother wouldn’t coddle him, only getting up to make him a bowl of fried rice with egg. Over ti, his picky eating habits gradually disappeared.
Jiang Chen’s mouth unconsciously curled into a smile.
Later on, he tried fried rice with eggs at many places, but never again tasted the flavor of those nights when a simple egg was fried with so vegetable oil.
"Not eating anymore?"
Tanki Liuli stopped.
Yet there was still almost half left on the table.
Jiang Chen was a bit surprised.
After all, he knew her appetite well; he had ordered based on past experience.
"Shouldn’t eat too much at night."
It wasn’t until he heard her words that he was suddenly enlightened.
That’s right.
No matter how hungry, overeating at night isn’t good for the stomach.
He hadn’t thought it through.
But what to do with this remaining food?
Having previously agreed, and being soone who had endured hard tis, Boss Jiang indeed called for the waiter to pack it up.
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