Meng Qingqing's expression froze and she took back her chopsticks awkwardly.
How could she not see it? Qiao Yuan's rejection was so obvious.
Then she saw Ling Xiao beside her avoiding the food she had picked up and eating it. She looked extremely embarrassed. Why were they all making things difficult for her
"Brother Ling Xiao..."
Ling Xiao turned his head, his expression was normal, still as gentle as before, but his eyes were a little cold: "What's wrong?"
Somehow, seeing his reaction now, Meng Qingqing's heart sank completely. She shook her head and forced a smile: "Nothing..."
She wouldn't ask any more questions because she didn't want to embarrass herself anymore.
Meng Yao was enjoying the meal very much, with Jiang Hongmin and Meng Yupu helping her pick up dishes. She did not even bother to pay attention to the situation around her.
"Yaobao, how is it? Is it delicious? Since you came here last time, I asked the chef to take note of your taste."
"Delicious, delicious..." Her voice was a little unclear, and she was so focused on the food in front of her that she hardly looked up.
Jiang Hongmin was right next to Meng Yao. She looked at her with a face full of pity and her heart was softened.
Meng Yao was rarely so well-behaved. In a trance, Jiang Hongmin seemed to see Meng Yao when she was a child. At that time, she was chubby and well-behaved.
The stubbornness in her body had faded a lot, and she even looked calmer.
Jiang Hongmin felt both love and heartache in her heart, and touched Meng Yao's head unconsciously.
Seeing that she didn't refuse, he rubbed her a few times.
A gentle touch came from the top of her head, with a bit of caution. Meng Yao thought that Jiang Hongmin's palm must be warm and dry, with the moisture and vitality of spring.
She was stunned for a moment, then picked up some dishes for Jiang Hongmin.
Without interfering with the plot, she wanted to be nicer to Jiang Hongmin.
Jiang Hongmin was stunned and looked at the vegetables on her plate in disbelief. Then she hugged Meng Yao and praised her.
Meng Qingqing was sitting nearby, and the knife and fork in her hand almost deflected and hit the table.
"Yaoyao has really grown up." Meng Yupu sighed, then smiled and said, "Won't you give me something to eat?"
Meng Yao picked up some more food for Meng Yupu.
After the meal, the atmosphere was relatively harmonious.
Suddenly Meng Qingqing howled in pain and covered her forehead.
Jiang Hongmin was frightened and asked her what was wrong in a panic.
Meng Qingqing bit her lip, looking pitiful: "I, I suddenly felt a severe headache..."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Hongmin and Meng Yupu hurriedly supported Meng Qingqing to go upstairs, and several servants came to help. Ling Xiao and Qiao Yuan also followed them upstairs.
Before leaving, Meng Yao heard Jiang Hongmin tell her something, but she didn't hear the details because the environment was too noisy.
Meng Qingqing was helped upstairs to see a doctor, and Meng Yao was the only one left at the table.
She sat in her seat and ate her meal leisurely for a while, rubbing her stomach when she felt full.
Just as Meng Yao was about to get up, she heard a familiar voice coming from the side.
"Lobster shells... did you eat the lobster?"
Meng Yao turned around and saw Ling Xiao who had appeared out of nowhere. The two were quite close to each other.
Meng Yao stepped back calmly: "Yeah."
"What's wrong?" Meng Yao vaguely felt that this matter was not simple.
Ling Xiao saw her alert expression, and quickly suppressed his expression, pretending to be indifferent: "I remember... you don't like eating lobsters?" He added: "I have disliked it since I was a child, and I won't touch it at all."
Although she could read the original owner's memory, Meng Yao certainly couldn't do things exactly the same as the original owner in such small matters as eating.
Meng Yao's heart was filled with alarm, but she remained calm and even showed a bit of ease. She squinted her eyes and said, "Everyone's preferences cannot remain unchanged. Just because I didn't like it when I was a child doesn't mean I don't like it now. It was only after I tried it by chance that I realized how delicious lobster is."
"If you follow me you'll see I try a lot of foods that I don't like, not just lobster."
"One of the great pleasures of life is trying things, but it's a pity that I only understand this now."
Ling Xiao's eyes were clearly black and white, and he looked straight at Meng Yao. Suddenly he chuckled:
"Is that so? It's all my fault for neglecting you. You're right, everyone's preferences and choices will change. Just because you didn't like it before doesn't mean you won't like it now..." When he said the last sentence, Ling Xiao stretched out his tone, and there seemed to be a deep meaning in his voice.
Meng Yao nodded slightly.
"Tsk, it's just a lobster that can make you talk for so long." Qiao Yuan was leaning on the side of the stairs and slowly walked downstairs.
"How boring! I thought you were talking about something interesting!"
Qiao Yuan came over and looked at Meng Yao: "Do you like lobster?"
"generally."
He responded and said vaguely: "I thought I could take credit from Brother Rong."
"That's right." He raised his chin slightly, returning to his previous disheveled look. His neat clothes could not hide his flabby body.
"Your sister is sick, why don't you go and see her?"
"No." She answered simply.
Qiao Yuan couldn't help but laugh and said nonchalantly: "Your sisterly relationship... hum, quite interesting..."
Meng Yao could guess with her eyes closed that Meng Qingqing was pretending to be sick. On the other hand, even if she was not pretending to be sick, she had no obligation to see her.
Meng Yao sat on the sofa downstairs for a while, and soon saw Jiang Hongmin coming downstairs.
After chatting with Jiang Hongmin for a while, Meng Yao took the opportunity to mention that she had to go back to the company to catch up on an announcement.
Before leaving, Meng Yao inevitably went to visit Meng Qingqing, who was lying on a beautifully decorated bed, looking sick.
Meng Yao first admired Meng Qingqing's acting skills, then looked around and felt that Meng Qingqing's bedroom was really dreamy and full of princess temperament.
"Mom, I just asked Aunt Zhang for a bowl of porridge, but she hasn't come yet. Can you help me urge her?"
Jiang Hongmin stood up and reminded them to have a good chat.
After Jiang Hongmin left, Meng Qingqing finally put away her sick look. Her eyes were dark and gloomy: "Meng Yao, why did you come here?"
Meng Yao sat down next to her and smiled coldly: "What do you think? This is my home."
Meng Qingqing chuckled and fixed her eyes on Meng Yao: "Meng Yao..." She narrowed her eyes slightly:
"Are you really Meng Yao?"
"Why have you changed so much? You were not like this before. I could fool you with just a few words."
"You have no idea how funny you were at that time, like an irritable idiot!"
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