"Alright." Rong Zi Chen smiled.
Mother Xia happily said, "That's the spirit."
"Zi Chen, eat a bit more." Xia Moer put a lot of food on Rong Zi Chen's plate, watching him as he ate bite after bite.
In fact, Rong Zi Chen would rather throw the food away but doing so now would mean showing his true colors.
"Zi Chen, how about we go shopping in the afternoon?"
Xia Moer sipped some soup while looking at Rong Zi Chen.
"In the afternoon..." Rong Zi Chen originally wanted to say he was busy, but seeing the subtle glance of Father Xia, and the ongoing power struggle with Rong Ye over inheritance, he realized this was a critical juncture and there could be no blunders.
He nodded slightly, "Alright."
Seeing Rong Zi Chen agree, Xia Moer immediately went back to her room to dress up, leaving her food untouched.
"How does this look on me?" Xia Moer held a jacket close to the mirror, asking the maid who was standing next to her.
