Ni Jianren knew that it was embarrassing to run away like that so he stayed at home until it was dark outside.
In the evening, the family closed the door to the courtyard and set the table for dinner in the courtyard.
Chen Xiaoqian was used to having delicacies and luxurious food. Plus, she placed great importance on healthy meals. She did not have an appetite when she saw the home cook dishes.
"This is Manchurian wild rice, it's a southern dish. I saw it in the market, so I bought some. Here, have some." Qu Xue sat next to Chen Xiaoqian and opposite Chen Lin.
Chen Xiaoqian moved her bowl and said, "I don't want it."
Qu Xue's chopstick hung in the air awkwardly. Chen Lin was about to receive it with his bowl when Qu Xue gave him a look. Then, Chen Lin looked down and continued eating. Chen Xiaoqian curled her lips.
It was revolting.
