Chapter 603: The Antique Dealer
And Jin Rong was examining Li Qiao with the benevolent face of an elder doting on a younger relative, finding her more and more precious by the look.
How wonderful it would be if she were his daughter.
At that moment, Shang Yu pinched a fork and, peering at the girl’s fair profile, asked in a low voice, "Like to eat guava?"
Li Qiao turned her head and met his gaze, her voice neither warm nor cold, "Don’t like it."
Jin Rong: "..." You’re lying.
Shang Yu pursed his thin lips in satisfaction, pulled over the fruit plate on the table, and tilted his chin upward, "What do you like then?"
"Oranges, I guess."
Despite her words, Shang Yu still fed her several pieces of guava afterward.
Then, Jin Rong, who had been neglected for quite some time, squinted his eyes and tapped his knuckles on the table surface, "Kid, what happened to your face?"
He was so enamored with Li Qiao that he had almost overlooked the scars on her face.
Her forehead was scraped, and there was a bruise on her chin, which was quite unsightly.