Ye Qingqing was also testing the waters, wanting to know why Ye Zhiguo insisted on having her eat at home and what he really wanted to do.

Rather than dragging it out, we might as well turn the tables and test Ye Zhiguo's true intentions.

Lu Mo should be back in a few days. With Jin Haibo's widow testifying, they will definitely be able to sue Ye Zhiguo.

Let's just get rid of this bastard before the New Year so we can have a peaceful holiday!

The atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment, but the old lady quickly came over and smoothed things over, saying, "Dinner's ready, Qingqing, come and serve the dishes!"

Ye Zhiguo's eyes flickered, and he automatically stepped down the stairs, saying, "I'll go serve the dishes!"

Before long, he came out carrying a large bowl of steaming hot dried vegetable soup.

With Ye Zhiguo at home for dinner, the meal was quite substantial, featuring braised pork, dried vegetable soup, green vegetables, and stir-fried snails—a good mix of meat and vegetables, which was a rare treat for the Ye family.

Ouyang Jing swallowed hard. Finally, he saw meat. He would eat two more bowls of rice later.

Ye Hua ate silently, taking only two pieces of meat and then eating only vegetables and snails.

Eating too much meat would definitely get him scolded by the old lady, and then there wouldn't be any left for the next meal. Ye Hua has learned his lesson and realized that instead of indulging in lavish meals with Xi Hu, it's better to take things easy and have a steady, sustainable approach.

"Qingqing, have some soup. You used to love dried vegetable soup the most. Dad didn't mean to get angry just now. Dad is sorry!"

Ye Zhiguo scooped a bowl of dried vegetable soup and brought it to Ye Qingqing. His tone was very gentle, and he had a smile on his face. He had become the kind father he used to be.

Ye Qingqing was on guard. She took the dried vegetable soup, smiled, and said nothing.

"Qingqing, why aren't you drinking the soup? Are you still blaming your father?"

"Drink it later, it's a bit hot!"

Ye Qingqing gave a perfunctory reply, but became even more vigilant.

She looked down at the golden-yellow dried vegetable soup, which exuded the aroma of aged dried vegetables. Normally, she would have definitely drunk it, but now…

She absolutely cannot drink it!

Who knows what Ye Zhiguo put in the soup!

But she couldn't let Ye Zhiguo get suspicious, so she had to pretend to drink the soup!

Although Ye Zhiguo was talking to Ouyang Jing, he was observing Ye Qingqing the whole time. When he saw that she had finally drunk the soup, the corners of his lips turned up slightly, and he exchanged glances with Ouyang Jing.

Ye Qingqing didn't actually drink any of it. She sent all the dried vegetable soup into her spatial dimension and quietly observed Ye Zhiguo and Ouyang Jing.

She noticed that neither Ye Zhiguo nor Ouyang Jing drank any soup, not even a single drop.

Ye Zhiguo usually enjoys drinking dried vegetable soup, but today he didn't touch a drop, which is clearly a problem.

"Dad, why aren't you drinking the dried vegetable soup? I didn't mean to get angry just now, I'm sorry!"

Ye Qingqing also scooped up a bowl of dried vegetable soup, filled it to the brim, and handed it to Ye Zhiguo.

Ye Zhiguo paused for a moment, then hesitated before taking the soup.

"Dad, are you still blaming me? I drank all your soup, but you didn't drink mine. You're so petty!"

Ye Qingqing looked unhappy, stubbornly holding the soup in both hands, as if she wouldn't put it down until Ye Zhiguo drank it.

The old lady stepped in to smooth things over again, "How could your father be petty? Zhiguo, drink the soup. You used to love dried vegetable soup the most, why won't you drink a drop today?"

Ye Zhiguo's face stiffened. He made up his mind that he would definitely send the old lady back to the countryside for the New Year and never let her live in the city again.

"Qingqing served me the soup, how could I not drink it!"

Ye Zhiguo smiled slightly as he accepted the soup, but instead of drinking it all in one gulp as before, he scooped it up with a spoon one spoonful at a time.