By the time dinner was served, everyone had gathered around the long dining table.
Jua Gu sat quietly in his usual place, eating his food without paying much attention to the strange atmosphere around him.
Beside him, Ying Di stood silently.
The guy had barely spoken since returning home. He simply followed Jua's orders like a shadow, and whenever Jua reached for something that was slightly too far away, Ying Di would silently pick it up and place it in front of him.
When Jua's glass became empty, Ying Di immediately poured more water.
When Jua finished one dish, Ying Di quietly pushed another one closer.
Jua Gu glanced at him a few times. This guy really was becoming useful.
Across the table, however, Mo Yuxin's face was slowly becoming uglier.
Her eyes remained fixed on Ying Di.
Her beloved son was serving that servant's child.
Not only that, Ying Di was doing it willingly.
There wasn't even a trace of reluctance on his face.
