It seemed Lin Wan'er didn't want to dwell on the subject, so she said nothing more.
Just then, Luo He walked over. His gaze swept across Jiang Cheng's face before finally settling on Lin Wan'er. Calmly, he said, "Everything's ready. We can eat now."
Lin Wan'er lifted her chin and gestured toward the wooden cart that had been wheeled in.
Luo He understood at once and replied in a reassuring voice, "We've checked everything. It's all fine."
Then he turned his head toward Jiang Cheng. After a moment, he said, "Zero, we've met again. I can tell No. 10 has been well cared for."
Jiang Cheng still considered Luo He reliable, but he didn't like the tone and expression the man used when he spoke. He was so somber, like a missionary preaching. Jiang Cheng brushed him off. "The Fatty can eat and sleep, and he can more or less take care of himself. You don't need to worry."
"Doctor, what are you saying behind my back?" Fatty called out.
Turning around, Jiang Cheng saw Fatty wobble over, with No. 8 riding on his shoulders and wearing a deeply satisfied smile. It was clear their relationship had progressed quickly.
"No. 8, get down. No. 10 hasn't recovered yet," Luo He said firmly.
"Heh, it's fine, it's fine." Fatty held No. 8's legs to keep her from accidentally falling, while No. 8 pouted, looking extremely reluctant.
In the end, though, she seemed to feel sorry for Fatty. She wrapped her slender arms around his neck and slid down from his back.
The group went to the long table and found seats.
Chen Ran went to close the door. Teacher Zi Gui ushered everyone to sit, then joined Bai Xi and Lu Yu in carrying dish after dish to the table.
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