Jiang Siyan hooked his lips, "Of course I know you prioritize your career."
Jiang Jiu looked down, speaking softly, "You matter a lot too."
Jiang Siyan looked at her, "What did you say?"
Jiang Jiu's face turned slightly red, "Nothing much, let's hurry home. Your stomach isn't great, be careful not to get sick from hunger."
But Jiang Siyan caught her wrist in one swift motion, imprisoning her against his chest, "What did you just say?"
With a profound gaze, Jiang Jiu met his eyes, as if being drawn into an endless abyss, "I said, be careful not to get sick from hunger."
"Not that one."
Jiang Jiu bit her lip, seemingly ready to take the plunge, "I said, you matter a lot too."
Jiang Siyan smiled, in quite a good mood, leading her by the hand towards the car.
Upon arriving home, the table was set with four dishes and a soup, but they had all gone cold.
Jiang Jiu reheated these dishes and sat down to eat a little with Jiang Siyan again.
