Pointing at Nan Jiaojiao, he said to Uncle Qiu, "Look at this, look at this! Right in front of me, as soon as someone texts her, she stops talking to me!"
Uncle Qiu couldn't hold back his smile and spoke like he was comforting a child, "The little miss is in a passionate phase; it's understandable. Isn't she still here with you?"
Elder Nan couldn't stand hearing the phrase 'passionate phase', feeling like his precious girl was being spoiled.
Bo Yanching sent Nan Jiaojiao a photo of the dining table, with his hand holding chopsticks in the bottom right corner. The watch strap peeking out from his sleeve reflected light, faintly capturing his handsome face bowed with a gentle smile.
She didn't reply a single word and quickly took a photo of the dining table herself.
"I'm not chatting! I'm showing off, letting him see all the delicious food my grandpa prepared for me, it'll drive him crazy with envy!"
Elder Nan opened his mouth, but words wouldn't come out.
