Ming Yutong let Little Jingshi choose first, and Little Jingshi smiled and said, "I'll have the same as Tong Tong."
Just as he finished speaking, he changed his mind, "No, we can't have the same. Let's order different dishes and share."
Jiang Lulian: "…"
He increasingly felt like Ming Yutong and this kid were on a date.
After the three ordered their meals and the waiter left, Little Jingshi turned to Jiang Lulian and sweetly smiled.
Jiang Lulian: "…"
What was this kid up to?
"Uncle, my name is Fu Jingshi, and I'm Tong Tong's boyfriend," Little Jingshi introduced seriously.
Jiang Lulian: "…"
This kid hasn't grown up yet and he's already a boyfriend.
Jiang Lulian smiled gently at Little Jingshi, then glanced at Ming Yutong and said, "No wonder you never accepted my pursuit, turns out you already have a boyfriend."
The normally scholarly and gentle man, with a light blink of an eye, unexpectedly showed a hint of liveliness.
Little Jingshi pouted slightly, feeling his rival was formidable. What should he do?
How could Ming Yutong respond to Little Jingshi's childish words?
If Little Jingshi spoke childishly, he would certainly not take it seriously, as that would be too disrespectful to Little Jingshi, and it would seem as though he was afraid Jiang Lulian would misunderstand him, showing a slight interest in him.
This was not the outcome Ming Yutong wanted.
Ming Yutong laughed and rubbed Little Jingshi's soft head and said, "Yes, I just got a little boyfriend yesterday."
Jiang Lulian smiled and asked Little Jingshi how old he was.
Little Jingshi thought Jiang Lulian was deliberately poking fun at him.
He moved his small ass to the side and leaned closer to Ming Yutong, reluctantly saying, "Seven years old."
After saying that, he blushed shyly and buried his head in Ming Yutong's arms.
Jiang Lulian: "…"
Seven years old and still acting spoiled!
But before Little Jingshi could snuggle in Ming Yutong's arms, the appetizers arrived.
Under Jiang Lulian's gaze, Little Jingshi said to Ming Yutong, "Tong Tong, I want to taste yours, is that okay?"
"Sure," Ming Yutong immediately moved her plate closer.
Little Jingshi took a bite of Ming Yutong's lobster salad, then moved his plate and let Ming Yutong taste his cod salad.
Then, he turned to Jiang Lulian and asked with a grin, "Uncle, do you want to try?"
Jiang Lulian smiled at Little Jingshi as if tolerating an innocent child. Then he turned his head, focused and affectionate, and asked Ming Yutong, "May I?"
"Of course not!" Little Jingshi immediately protected Ming Yutong's plate and moved it into his own arms, "My girlfriend's dish can only be eaten by me."
Jiang Lulian kept smiling: "…"
Where did this brat come from!
Finally, today Ming Yutong agreed to have dinner with him, and it was completely ruined by this kid.
When the main course arrived, all three ordered steak.
Ming Yutong ordered a petite filet mignon, already sliced into neat pieces.
The outer edges were caramelized to a deep golden brown, with a tender pink center closer to the edges, and a medium-rare, vibrant red at the very center, quite appealing.
Little Jingshi ordered the restaurant's signature steak.
It was thick-cut, as thick as a fist.
Little Jingshi struggled with his knife and fork to cut the steak.
Seeing this, Jiang Lulian offered, "Let me help you cut it."
"No need," Little Jingshi said, focused on tackling the steak himself. "I can do it."
He didn't want his rival's help.
Seeing Little Jingshi having such a hard time, Ming Yutong said, "Why don't I help you?"
Little Jingshi immediately put down his utensils and happily agreed, "Sure."
Jiang Lulian: "…"
Ming Yutong cut Little Jingshi's steak into small pieces for him to easily eat.
Little Jingshi gleefully ate a piece and smiled, "Tong Tong, you're so nice and thoughtful!"
Jiang Lulian: "…"
Ming Yutong was used to this and calmly smiled, offering Little Jingshi a piece of her petite filet mignon.
"Tong Tong, do you miss me?" Little Jingshi asked.
"Of course," Ming Yutong looked at Little Jingshi, reluctant to look away.
She almost wanted to glue her eyes to Little Jingshi, but in front of Jiang Lulian, she couldn't show too much.
"I wanted to call you during break today, but I was afraid of disturbing you at work," Little Jingshi said.
"We have WeChat, remember? You can message me on there. If I'm busy at work and can't reply immediately, don't worry. I'll get back to you as soon as I can after class," Ming Yutong said, "But you have to promise me not to use your phone during class or check WeChat until after class..
"Okay," Little Jingshi nodded happily.
Ming Yutong thought for a moment, took out her phone, and said, "Tell me your class schedule, and I'll note it down. I'll message you during your breaks so you won't be distracted during class."
Little Jingshi's eyes were slightly moist. Ming Yutong was just like a mother in this moment—only a mother would care so attentively about his studies, always afraid of bothering her.
She would nag at him, but not too sternly.
"Little Jingshi, what's wrong?" Ming Yutong quickly asked.
Little Jingshi shook his head and took out his school schedule from his backpack, handing it to Ming Yutong. "Here's my schedule."
Ming Yutong took a photo of the schedule with her phone and said, "Got it. I'll message you during your breaks from now on."
Little Jingshi nodded vigorously and started sharing funny stories from school with Ming Yutong, leaving Jiang Lulian feeling utterly frustrated and unable to get a word in.
Finally, after finishing their meal, Jiang Lulian smiled and said to Little Jingshi, "Little Jingshi, go home early. You have homework to do, right? Don't worry your family."