Song Yanli arrived at the quadrangle early in the morning, carrying a thermos bottle.
"Xiao Ning, this is the breakfast mom made for you." Song Yanli opened the thermos and placed each item on the table.
Song Yan Ning glanced over the breakfast on the table with suspicion, "What is she up to now?"
"Mom said, she wants to make it up to you and hopes you can forgive her." Song Yanli repeated what Yang Xinxin had said the day before.
Song Yan Ning offered a faint smile, "Tell her she needn’t bother." She had already begun fasting, and aside from the meals made by her grandmother, she rarely ate food prepared by others.
"Mom has good intentions." Song Yanli didn’t know what else to say. After all, the incident was her mother’s fault, and if her mother hadn’t abandoned Xiao Ning to her grandparents, Xiao Ning might not have been unforgiving.
"Did you eat breakfast?" Song Yan Ning didn’t want to hear any more about Yang Xinxin and started walking towards the kitchen.
"I’ve eaten." Song Yanli followed Song Yan Ning into the kitchen, "If you won’t eat this, then what will you eat?"
"I’m not hungry." For her, eating was merely a habit; whether she ate or not made no real difference to her.
"Then let me make something for you." Since Xiao Ning didn’t want to eat what her mom had made, Song Yanli didn’t want to force her, but she couldn’t let Xiao Ning go hungry—and her own cooking wasn’t bad either.
"No need, a glass of water will do for me." Song Yan Ning opened the refrigerator and took out two bottles of mineral water, "Have one as well." The bottles contained diluted Spiritual Lake Water, and since Song Yanli was an Ancient Martial Cultivator, the water was beneficial for her too.
"Thanks!" Song Yanli took a bottle, opened it, and sipped, "What water is this? It’s so sweet!"
"Spring water." Song Yan Ning opened her bottle and took a few sips.
"Where did you buy it? I want to buy some bottles too." Song Yanli drank a few more sips and asked.
"This is spring water from the mountains, you can’t buy it outside." Song Yan Ning heard noise outside and knew that Qin Yushen had come out of his room. He had been staying at the quadrangle for the past few days, worried that if he left, Lu Tingxuan might cause trouble. Her numerous attempts to persuade him had been futile.
"Xiao Ning." Qin Yushen entered the kitchen, glanced at Song Yanli, and nodded in greeting.
"Brother Yushen, you’re staying here?" Song Yanli asked in surprise.
"Mhm." Qin Yushen nodded lightly.
Song Yanli glanced at Song Yan Ning. Xiao Ning was cohabiting with Qin Yushen at such a young age—that seemed much too early.
"It’s not what you think, we’re not staying in the same room," Song Yan Ning said with a smile and a teasing glance at Song Yanli.
Song Yanli laughed awkwardly, "I know, I know. Xiao Ning, neither you nor Brother Yushen have eaten breakfast, have you? Let me make something for you."
She set the water aside, ready to make breakfast and opened the fridge—then stood in shock. Apart from some bottles of water, there was nothing. How was she supposed to cook?
"We haven’t bought anything yet. Let’s go out to eat," Song Yan Ning said, pulling Song Yanli out of the kitchen. She would soon return to Yang City and there was no need to buy groceries—besides, neither she nor Qin Yushen ate.
"Maybe?" Song Yanli glanced at the breakfast on the table. Eating something was better than going hungry, not to mention she didn’t have much faith in the quality of the local breakfast outside.
Song Yan Ning didn’t even spare it a glance. She would absolutely not touch the breakfast Yang Xinxin had made.
"You guys sit. I’ll go out and buy some breakfast," said Qin Yushen, and with that, he turned and headed out. Xiao Ning’s attitude had already said it all.
"Let’s just go out to eat together," Song Yan Ning said, pulling Song Yanli to catch up with Qin Yushen.