Tianxing felt a little bitter when she heard this.
In the past five years, she had missed too much of Yuntian.
During the time she was absent, it was La Ting who stayed by his side.
Some things accompanied by time had become a habit, and she didn't distrust Yuntian, nor was she jealous because of it, just saddened by the time they lost.
A large hand came from the side and covered the one under the table. Tianxing lowered her eyes and saw the large hand wrapped around hers under the table, feeling the warmth of his palm, and her mood improved slightly. She also gripped him tightly in return.
"Alright, alright, let's eat first." Po Xiaoyan said.
The servant had already brought a bowl and chopsticks to La Ting. Po Xiaoyan smiled, picked up a piece of beef with the chopsticks, and placed it in La Ting's bowl.
"Tingting, eat more."
La Ting playfully smiled at her, "Aunt Yun, you can't always make me eat meat. I've put on several pounds recently, from always being with you."
