The child simply stood on the chair and pushed the plate of shrimp in front of her towards her mommy.
Under her daughter's 'watchful eye', Gu Qingxin could only reluctantly pick it up to eat...
Throughout the meal, Beiming Han had been taking care of the three of them, barely eating himself. Watching his loved ones enjoy their food, even if he didn't eat, was a kind of happiness!
Despite the full table of dishes, even though the three of them were stuffed, they hadn't actually eaten much. Many dishes appeared untouched.
Gu Qingxin felt it was such a waste.
Beiming Han even ordered the main course. He ordered noodles and, when they arrived, asked if they wanted some. Both Xia Tian and the child said they didn't want any, and Gu Qingxin also shook her head.
Beiming Han then ate by himself, but he only took one bite.
"What's wrong, Uncle Han, isn't it tasty?" The child asked, propping her chin with her hand as she looked at him.
