Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

When it was time to eat, the private room was very quiet.

Old Master Ye didn't speak much.

Ye Wangchuan also kept quiet. Occasionally, he would pick up two dishes that she liked but could not reach.

Qiao Nian wasn't a talkative person. She usually ate with her head lowered. Only when Ye Lan or Chen Chen spoke to her would she occasionally look up and answer seriously and politely.

It was a hearty and happy meal.

at the man and woman sitting opposite him. Then, he looked at the obedient little ancestor sitting beside Qiao Nian. The more he looked at them, the more he felt like they were a family of three. The harmonious scene was exactly

around and then back at Qiao

all. She seemed to like spicy dishes a lot. Old Master Ye saw he pick up the spicy chicken a few times. She also liked the boiled fish his unfilial grandson picked for

boiled fish... Old Master Ye silently remembered these two dishes in his heart. Then, he saw Ye Wangchuan naturally scoop a bowl of silver-eared soup for the girl and place it beside her. He even whispered, "Eat and

From the corner of her eye, she saw the silver-eared soup beside her hand and did

thinking. He chuckled and leaned back against the chair lazily. He relaxed and said softly, "Don't worry. It's not sweet. It's very light. You can drink less." "Okay."

pumpkin soup is not sweet." There was a bowl of silver-eared soup on her left hand and pumpkin soup on her right.

chopsticks paused. She suddenly felt like she couldn't

had to be said that the Imperial Mansion's chefs were pretty good. One of the spicy chicken cubes was especially outstanding.

she probably wouldn't be able to eat anything if she ate a bowl of silver-eared porridge and a

slowly put down the cup in