"Wanwan, isn't it sweet?" Ye Lanyin asked guiltily.
Lin Wanwan thought it was meat juice, and excitedly kicked her arms and legs, shaking her little head. Finally, she tasted the "sweetness" her mother had mentioned.
Sweet? Is Mom's sense of taste malfunctioning?
[Waaah, this is just plain water.]
My miserable life.
Lin Chang'an's head was buzzing, and he shoved a chicken leg into Lin Wanwan's hand.
"You brat, are you tired of living? Can your little sister eat this?" Ye Lanyin angrily knocked Lin Chang'an on the head.
The Marquis of Zhenbei, standing some distance away, was about to turn and leave.
Ye Lanyin caught a glimpse of his robes out of the corner of her eye and immediately called out:
"My lord? Why don't you come in now that you're here?"
"I'll go check on the concubines."
"Since you're here, come in. You'll be able to have dinner here anyway."
"Alright." Marquis Zhenbei stepped closer, smelled the food, and his stomach rumbled.
"Has the Marquis had his meal yet?" Ye Lanyin asked with a smile. "The Marquis hasn't eaten in a long time, so I didn't instruct the kitchen to prepare a meal for you."
The Marquis of Zhenbei's face stiffened. "It's alright, I've eaten."
"Lanyin, you guys eat."
"good."
Seeing that there was no emotion in her eyes, the Marquis of Zhenbei couldn't help but ask, "I heard that you made a bet with Cousin Zou today?"
"Yes." He picked up a piece of meat and ate it.
"Lanyin, how can you make such a bet so casually? How can the mistress of my Marquis's mansion get involved in such things?"
“Cousin Zou is practically family. Any misunderstandings can be cleared up. How can you sign a sales contract with someone like that?”
"I heard that Cousin Zou has taken out all of her family's savings for their funerals."
"These days, we're living hand to mouth."
Upon hearing this, Ye Lanyin feigned surprise: "Heavens, Lord Marquis, have you been tricked?"
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