Back in the private room, Little Su and Mother Su ate in silence, not saying a word. They seemed like complete strangers.
Jiang Linyuan ignored them too. As long as nobody stood on the table with a clenched fist and said nothing, that was fine.
Time to eat.
Mother Su didn't say much, but every now and then she put food on Su Muzhi's plate.
Su Muzhi, however, didn't seem to have much of an appetite. She barely touched her chopsticks.
A little while later, Su Muzhi suddenly said:
"I have something to take care of with Jiang."
Mother Su paused with her chopsticks in hand and frowned.
"Muzhi, what did your grandfather teach you? Once you've picked up your chopsticks, you shouldn't put them down before you're done. That's a basic principle of life. Eating is like being a person: you should see things through to the end. That's how you should conduct yourself in all things."
Jiang Linyuan listened in shock as he ate. Did even eating require such rules?
Were people from Shanghai really this proper?
"Maybe say a little less. The child might really have something urgent to do."
The vice principal spoke up unexpectedly.
Mother Su raised an eyebrow, about to flare up, but when she saw Su Muzhi's expressionless face, she let it go. She turned to Jiang Linyuan.
"Is there really something?"
Jiang Linyuan looked at Su Muzhi. She turned her head away at once, refusing to meet his gaze.
This Little Su...
"Auntie, there really is."
Jiang Linyuan answered.
Su Muzhi turned her head back, a smile on her face.
Mother Su sighed.
"All right. I'll have Xiao Yun drive you back to campus."
"No need. Jiang and I can walk back."
Su Muzhi stood up, went over to Jiang Linyuan, and