Chapter 82_1

Rong Shengsheng couldn't help but grip her chopsticks tightly, a wave of panic rushed in her heart. Although Yin Rongyan didn't seem to be angry on the surface, she knew that Qin Lingling's life wouldn't be easy once they returned.

I just don't understand, is it just going out to have a meal??

Why does it feel like I have committed murder or arson??

She said with sympathy, "Lingling, you haven't finished eating yet, finish your meal before you leave."

Qin Lingling didn't dare to even glance at Rong Shengsheng, meekly tailing behind Yin Rongyan with a downcast air.

Her silhouette was very distressing.

It was then that Rong Shengsheng realized that the world of the wealthy was like the ocean—deep and vast; Qin Lingling was not living a happy life in the Yu Family, even her meals were controlled by others.

Looking at the unfinished hotpot, she said, "Miaomiao, Qinqin, this is all for the three of us, try to finish it and don't waste food."