C12 (1/2)

It took a long time before the two of them finished counting.

The servants had already brought the food over. The exquisite round glass dining table was decorated with western style steak and pasta, silver knives and forks, and white disks. They shone brightly in the glazed light in the middle of the dining room.

As a teenager, he studied in the United States and preferred western cuisine.

The chair was high, and the man took the child by the armpits and placed her on the seat beside him.

Ye Jinxin supported herself with her hands on the stool, leisurely swinging her small legs.

The nanny walked up to him and spread out the neatly folded white napkin around the child's collar. She then placed the plastic tableware in front of the child.

He unbuttoned the cuff of his shirt, rolled up his sleeve, and spoke in a low voice.

”Eat.”

The servants sensibly withdrew from the dining hall and waited at the entrance.

For a moment, the only sound in the room was the clatter of spoons and bowls.

Huo Ting leisurely split the steak into pieces. He nibbled at the excellent cold steak, the strict dining table etiquette since he was a kid, making the man look elegant and noble.

”Uncle.” The child stared at him.

The man frowned, neither eating nor speaking.

”Uncle.” The child persevered.

Huo Tindong still didn't speak.

”Uncle …”

Huo Tindong suddenly raised his head.

”Uncle, uncle, are you done yet?” The man raised his eyebrows and let out a long sigh as he asked, ”What's wrong again?”

Ye Jinxin picked up the pink plastic knife and fork and pointed at Huo Tindong's plate, ”I want to eat yours.”

The expression on Huo Tinton's face froze. He put the fork back on the plate with a clink, then looked at the little girl with furrowed brows and said, ”Are you sure you don't have it on your own plate?” His tone was solemn and cold.

President Huo thought to himself gloomily. No matter what, this child needs to be taught well. Even if he isn't his own child, he is still by his side.

”No.” Ye Jinxin pointed at the steak on her plate and said, ”I'm too weak to cut it.” Then he looked longingly at Huo Tindong's plate and blinked. ”Uncle's meat has been cut open. I can eat it.”

President Huo's face instantly turned black. Eat mine? Why? I served you to wear, served you to sleep, and now I still serve you to eat?

I'm the general manager of the Huo family. Even if your dad gave me 27% of the shares, that's because I have a good strategy! What does it have to do with you!

Huo Tindong cursed for a while in his heart, but he still fiercely cut a few small pieces of his plate into small pieces and delivered them to Ye Jinxin's cute crescent-shaped plate.

”Just eat it. One more word and I'll throw you out.”

Ye Jinxin immediately obediently lowered her head and scooped meat into her mouth. She didn't dare to say another word.

Looking at the kid wolfing down his food, Huo Tindong rubbed the space between his eyebrows.

He had no choice but to back down.

There was no helping it, if he really starved her to death, the stocks in his pocket might just be donated by someone.

Huo Tindong had been floating in the Merchant Sea for so long, but he had never had the chance to see the meat that was just about to be snatched away from his mouth.

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Ye Jinxin went to the bathroom to take a bath, pulling on her small pink slippers and coming out again.

”Hello, uncle.” When the little girl saw Huo Tindong, she respectfully greeted him.

Huo Tindong was sitting at his desk, reading a book. He didn't even look up when he heard the greeting. Just an inaudible ”En”.