088: Too cool.

"I don't like drumsticks, thank you."

Upon hearing this, Lai Zhiyun looked up and, across the large round dining table, met Du Limei's smile, amiable and blooming like a chrysanthemum, which instantly turned her expression cold, and her appetite vanished entirely.

Unpleasant memories surged unexpectedly, and she couldn't even muster a forced smile.

"We're all family here, child. Why be so polite and say 'thank you'?"

Even though Lai Zhiyun had rejected her kindness, Du Limei's voice still sounded cheerful.

"Mom, this is the shrimp you love to eat. Have some more."

Talk less.

If you can't say something nice, don't say anything at all—nobody likes to hear it.

Sitting to the right of Du Limei, He Xiuxiu's heart tensed up at her words, worried she might cause trouble again.

So she hastily offered Du Limei some food, hoping to prevent her from saying something that could disrupt the atmosphere and spoil the family dinner.

"Don't dish up for me; I don't want to eat shrimp today."