The game hadn't finished downloading when there was a call for dinner in the dining room.
Between eating and gaming, Jackson Russo preferred eating.
He tossed his phone aside, stood up, and said:
"Let's eat first. After dinner, I'll teach you how to play, and we can team up."
"Sure."
Arabella Vanderbilt smiled, put her phone down, stood up, and walked into the dining room with a few others.
Jackson Russo's manner of eating was simply touching heaven and earth.
The Sichuan cuisine was quite appetizing; Arabella and the others probably didn't even finish half a bowl of rice while he had already polished off two bowls.
But, after all, having grown up in the Russo Family, his every move carried a hint of unique nobility.
Though he ate quickly, it didn't seem like he was gobbling down his food, and instead appeared rather pleasant to the eye.
Yet the fact that he ate quickly was undeniable, and Yumi Stewart couldn't help but say:
"Eat slower, be careful of indigestion."
