Huangfu Jingchen snorted. Though his father was straightforward, and his mother even more so, they usually acted without paying much attention to etiquette.
However, as the Imperial Grandson, in order not to be criticized, he and his younger siblings had all hired specialized tutors to learn etiquette, leaving no room for sloppiness. Doing this every day had already become a habit.
Now, asking him to break this habit was indeed somewhat difficult to accept.
Xia Wenjin didn't care about him and started eating on his own.
Her movements carried a rough and hearty vibe. Every move fell into Huangfu Jingchen's eyes almost warranting a label of rudeness. However, within that rudeness, there was a carefree and unrestrained charm, a naturalness of doing as one pleases, which felt much more comfortable than those refined young ladies he knew.
Wait!
Xia Wenjin was clearly a man, so why was he comparing her to those young ladies?
