"Only kids use spoons, I don't want to!"
Taking several deep breaths, suppressing the rising flame of anger in my heart, "Are you going to eat or not? If not, just endure and don't complain about being hungry."
"I'll eat!"
If he didn't eat soon, he might really lose his temper. He didn't want to end up sleeping on the sofa pitifully at night...
Despite not being used to it, he picked up the spoon he had put aside earlier.
At first, he was a bit awkward, dropping food frequently, until Ye Xinluo couldn't bear to watch anymore and took the bowl to feed him.
Eating the food fed by his wife with satisfaction, his gaze casually drifted toward Jingxi, carrying a hint of provocation.
The little guy turned his face away with disdain, choosing to ignore it.
In the study, Jingxi stood in front of the desk, looking at the man seated, "Daddy, why did you call me over?"
Without answering his question, he took something out from the drawer beside him and placed it on the desk.
