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

and then

eyes lowered slightly. Her eating speed was not fast, but it was very natural. She wasn't pretentious at 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

saw Ye Wangchuan naturally scoop a bowl of silver-eared soup for the girl and place it

had always been impatient with desserts. From the corner of her eye, she saw the

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." Hearing

soon as she finished speaking, Ye Qichen handed her his small bowl and looked up at her beautiful and exquisite face, looking like he wanted to fight for her favor. "Sister, pumpkin soup is not sweet." There was a bowl of silver-eared soup on her left hand and pumpkin

felt like she

that the Imperial Mansion's chefs were pretty good. One of the spicy chicken cubes was especially outstanding. She was still not full. From the looks of it, these two dishes weren't

should put down her chopsticks. After all, she probably wouldn't be able to eat anything if she ate a bowl of silver-eared porridge and a bowl of pumpkin porridge. Instead of being too full to walk, she might as well not eat and leave some

down the cup in his hand and pretended