Jiang Yifan turned to look at the carriage compartment he had been eyeing for a while, and upon seeing Qi Jiaer with a beaming smile and the pure joy in the child's bright eyes, he felt a warmth in his heart. He strode forward and reached out to Qi Jiaer.
Qi Jiaer stood on the carriage shaft and without any hesitation leapt toward Jiang Yifan, who caught him and held him tight.
Jiang Yifan chuckled and asked, "Brother Jia, how many delicacies have you enjoyed in the capital? You've gained quite a bit of weight."
Sitting in the crook of Jiang Yifan's arm, Qi Jiaer gestured broadly with his hands, "The capital is so big, and there are so many delicious foods, and fun places too. Uncle Guan took us to many places to eat, and even the Sixth Master joined us to eat at food stalls. We tried quite a few, and they were really tasty."
"Really? They were that good?" Jiang Yifan laughed.
