Originally, Zhao Meifang felt very happy and proud to come to Tianxiang Restaurant today, after all, it was a big restaurant. But when she looked at the dishes in front of her - and then looked at Yu Qing'er, her teeth were broken.
The six of them only ordered just enough to eat, but Yu Qing'er and her two companions generously ordered a whole table full of meat dishes. She was particularly uncomfortable with the most expensive meat dishes.
This bitch must have done it on purpose, just waiting to piss her off!
There was nothing she could do. Yu's family was in business and had quite a lot of money. They could come to Tianxiang Restaurant often and order dishes regardless of how much they cost. She could only envy them.
No wonder Yu Qing'er can get married even though she can't have children. Isn't this just to raise a little girl?
Zhao Meifang saw through it this time. The man did not lose out at all. He sold his body to marry Yu Qing'er and could live a wealthy life. Why not?
He is not like their Yaozu, who has been a single-line heir for nine generations. It is absolutely impossible for him to suffer for a woman like Yu Qing'er.
Here, Yu Qing'er and Mo Hongshen were enjoying the delicious food on the table, and didn't bother to care about what Zhao Meifang was thinking over there.
As for the marriage they were discussing, Yu Qing'er had no right to interfere. After all, she had escaped from the fire pit. As for Yuan Qianqian... she was not a living Bodhisattva who would interfere in anyone's affairs.
"Wife, eat slowly." Mo Hongshen looked at Yu Qing'er and suddenly smiled.
Among these garlic-flavored spareribs, some pieces were relatively large, with more and thicker meat, and a uniform distribution of fat and lean meat. They looked and tasted particularly delicious, so Mo Hongshen gave them to Yu Qing'er as soon as he got them.
Yu Qing'er was not polite either, but when she ate the meat with big mouthfuls, she accidentally added some fat to the edges of her lips and cheeks. She was enjoying her meal so much that she didn't care about these small details at all and didn't notice it.
"You're already a little kitten." Mo Hongshen said with a smile. He didn't care that this was a restaurant. He directly took the paper towel on the table and wiped it off for her with his own hands.
Mo Hongshen was very good at this, and they usually did the same at home. Yu Qing'er leaned sideways towards her husband, enjoying his service as a matter of course.
"I feel like there's some of it on my chin too, can you wipe it off..." Yu Qing'er tilted her head.
"It's full." Mo Hongshen threw away the tissue and reminded him, "Eat slowly, no one will snatch it from you."
Yu Qing'er lowered her head and chuckled. She had no other hobbies except eating. It didn't matter whether anyone snatched her food or not. She knew that she was just like that. Anyway, although Mo Hongshen said so, he didn't really dislike her in his heart.
The conversation at the next table was almost over, and the parents of both sides finally decided that Lu Yaozu and Yuan Qianqian's wedding date would be four months later.
Hearing about Yu Qing'er and the others loving each other, Zhao Meifang started to feel bad again.
We will just make things difficult for them and make them lose their appetite even when faced with a table full of delicious food!
Coincidentally, in order to determine the pattern of the invitation this time, Zhao Meifang brought several different reference styles with her. She had just decided which one to use and took out a pen.
"Yaozu, please write an invitation first." Zhao Meifang said.
"Mom, write it now?" Lu Yaozu was confused and didn't understand what his mother meant.
Zhao Meifang glanced back slightly and saw Yu Qing'er and Mo Hongshen.
Yuan Qianqian: “…”
She wanted to invite Yu Qing'er to her wedding with Lu Yaozu, which seemed reasonable, but was it necessary to write an invitation and send it over now? She always felt that it was a bit strange.
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