Rong Yan's eyebrows raised, "Don't like it anymore?"
Mao Beibei stuffed her mouth full of rice, "Mmm..."
She thought that was the end of it.
Then, in front of everyone, Rong Yan extended his chopsticks, retrieved the piece of meat, calmly sat back down, and put it in his mouth. He chewed twice and swallowed.
The whole room: "..."
Miss Man Qing's face was the most embarrassed.
She had thought she would show off a little in front of the Rong Family, but it turned into a fool's errand and she lost face instead.
She knew Rong Yan's character well; he wouldn't do such things without reason.
The doubts about Mao Beibei's identity in her heart grew stronger.
After dinner, everyone went about their own business.
In the living room, Yu Hui talked to Man Qing for a long time.
"It's getting late today, Man Qing, you should stay over, I'll have the maid prepare a room for you," Yu Hui said, patting Man Qing's hand.
Man Qing pursed her lips, "Then I'll trouble you, Auntie."