Equally surprised was Yu Hui, who was seated next to him.
He looked at his half-finished lunch box, then at Jiang Xiyu's seemingly untouched one. After a moment's hesitation, he couldn't help but ask, "You're... already full?"
Jiang Xiyu elegantly wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin and nodded, "I've always had a small appetite."
Yu Hui: "..."
His little niece eats more in one meal than this!
Could it be that all female celebs in the entertainment circle have bird-like appetites?
He glanced through the gap between the seats towards the two figures ahead, still engrossed in their meals. When he saw Jiang Lingxi's nearly empty lunch box, he silently dismissed his earlier guess.
It seems only his own goddess is the ethereal fairy who lives off air!
After almost six hours of flying, the plane finally reached its destination.
The time of landing coincided perfectly with 3 PM Imperial City time. The sun was still hanging high, but the view was nothing but desolate.
