"Mm." Xia Yinian nodded and then stood up.
Grandpa could really read her mind, she almost loved him to death, but as for eating porridge, she didn't want to.
"Ah Yan, take Niannian up, Ah Rui, instruct the servants to prepare some cubilose porridge."
"Yes, Grandpa." Feng Yan stood up.
"Yes, Sir." Feng Rui nodded in response.
"What's wrong with Niannian?" Gu Beicheng put down his chopsticks and turned his head to look at the girl beside him.
"Nothing, just a bit dizzy, maybe because I drank too much with Uncle today." Xia Yinian met his gaze, pressing her lips together, speaking at a normal pace.
"Do you need Uncle to accompany you upstairs?" Gu Beicheng continued to ask.
"No need, as long as Third Brother is here." Xia Yinian replied softly.
"Niannian, can you walk by yourself?" Feng Yan's voice rang out from behind Xia Yinian.
Xia Yinian turned to look at him, shaking her head.
"I can, Uncle, I'll go up first then."
