Li Ronghuan heard the voice and immediately smiled, putting down his chopsticks and standing up.
He wanted to go over to meet the newcomer but took a glance at his elder brother, Li Tianhao, and slightly furrowed his brows. In the end, he chose to sit down again. "Jinnian, have you had breakfast yet? Why don't you sit down and join your uncle for a meal?"
"I've eaten before I came." Li Jinnian stood there, showing no intention of sitting down. Beside him, Old Master Li gave his son a look and lightly snorted as an acknowledgment.
"You've eaten already? That's really a shame. Then again, the food here has a certain taste; you might have trouble digesting it." Li Ronghuan wasn't bothered, as long as Madam Li wasn't having a good time, he felt better. If his nephew didn't eat, so be it. After all, his nephew didn't like it, no need to force him.
