"Uncle Xu, no need to be so formal. We're all family here, and I'm just heading to South City myself. It's fate, really," Ling Dong said with a grin.
Xu Qinghe said, "You haven't had breakfast yet, right? I'll make you a bowl of egg noodles. They're still packing things."
"No need, Uncle Xu, let me help out." Ling Dong felt the warmth of the Xu Family and thought, If Uncle Xu knew about Yicheng's feelings for Xu Nianhua, would they still be this warm?
Definitely would—Yicheng is just that outstanding.
"No, you sit and enjoy your noodles. They've already packed the things, we just need to load them into the car," Xu Qinghe said, and told Xu Nianji to keep Ling Dong company.
"Ling Dong, just relax and eat."
Xu Nianji brought out a bowl of egg noodles himself, just in time to eat with Ling Dong. He said, "No matter what, we still have to thank you and Yicheng."
