Su Yan nodded,
"Let's eat together."
A slowly progressing conversation finally moved to the next step.
Ten minutes later.
The two appeared in the living room.
To Su Yan's surprise, there was not only a long table in the living room now but also exquisite dishes.
She silently glanced at the flickering red camera lens.
Ji Xingyu was nowhere to be seen; they hadn't seen him since they left the room.
The dishes were carefully chosen, with a focus on being light.
Probably considering Ji Yan's health.
Still, Su Yan quite liked the food.
After a while, as she quietly ate her meal, she looked up to find Ji Yan's dark eyes watching her, somewhat anxiously.
She put down her chopsticks and looked at him,
"Do you have something to say to me?"
Ji Yan's throat moved up and down many times, the seconds slowly ticking by, as if a long time had passed.
Until she heard his hoarse and slow voice,
"I thought you wouldn't come to see me again."
