Zheng Xianjing took the bowl and chopsticks from the servant's hand, "Let me feed Aunt Suyu."
Zheng Suyu was restless while eating, often spraying food all over the person feeding her.
In just a few minutes, Zheng Xianjing was sprayed twice.
"Fun! Fun! So much fun!" Zheng Suyu clapped her hands joyfully.
Zheng Xianjing didn't get angry, she calmly wiped the leftovers off her face with a handkerchief, her lips still held a smile, and she kindly said, "Aunt Suyu, you mustn't be naughty, we have to eat properly."
Who else could tolerate such behavior from Zheng Suyu?
Seeing Zheng Xianjing being so understanding, both the Zheng family's patriarch and matriarch were very reassured.
Zheng Lingling unintentionally exchanged glances with Zheng Xianjing, and both saw the satisfaction in the other's eyes.
Ni Yang took a sip of milk, her gaze sweeping over everyone unnoticed.
Is Zheng Xianjing really that kind?