He laughed heartily as he stepped forward to shake Ye Qiu's hand.
"Little friend Ye Qiu, it's been quite a few days since I last saw you. Why do you look a little thinner? Haven't you been eating properly lately?"
Held by Old Master Qi's warm hand and hearing his concerned questions, Ye Qiu felt a warmth in his heart and smiled.
"My appetite hasn't been very good lately. I've made you worry, Old Master Qi."
He really had not eaten much lately.
Mostly because Old He had fed him shit.
It had left him too afraid to eat anything soft these past few days, for fear of recalling that damned texture.
"It's fine. If you don't have an appetite, eat something light. I'll have the kitchen make you some crab roe congee later."
Old Master Qi laughed.
"Crab roe congee?"
After imagining it, Ye Qiu felt his stomach churn again. Why the hell did it feel like he was drinking something runny?
Forcing a smile, Ye Qiu hurriedly said, "I came here today to drink with you, Old Master Qi. Forget the light stuff—let's have some proper hearty dishes."
"Of course we need hearty dishes. Do you like pork intestines? My chef makes them especially well."
Old Master Qi asked with a smile.
This time, Ye Qiu truly could not hold it in and dry-heaved.
Damn it, why did this old bastard have to bring up exactly the wrong thing every time?
Seeing Ye Qiu suddenly retch, Old Master Qi and Qi Xinghan both asked worriedly at once.
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Maybe I got a little carsick today."
Ye Qiu quickly waved his hand, then changed his tune. "Just make some ordinary snacks to go with the drinks at noon. Pig ears, peanuts, that sort