Zhang Wenxiu and Fu Jianhua acted at the same time, each taking one of her hands, saying, "Xixi, we missed you."
Lin Xi smiled, "I missed you all too. Did you have fun this time?"
Zhang Wenxiu smiled broadly, "Of course I'm happy, I'm even happier to see my granddaughter-in-law."
Fu Jianhua chimed in, "That's right, me too."
"Please sit down. Are you hungry? Help yourself to whatever you want to eat. Don't be shy. This is your home too..."
As usual, Lin Xi was sandwiched between the two elderly people, who fed her to her heart's content.
Zhang Wenxiu and Fu Jianhua were very enthusiastic, each saying a sentence.
"Xixi, you've lost weight recently."
"Xixi, eat this. It's a delicacy that Grandpa brought back from Iceland."
"Try this first, it's really delicious, Grandma will tell you..."
Fu Jingyao was already used to it and casually found a seat to sit down.
Ji Heng's heart tightened.
Why is this guy sitting next to him, staring at the orange with a look that looks like he wants to kill it?
Oranges are so cute, why kill them?
It should be swallowed whole!
Ji Heng held up the half-eaten orange and asked timidly, "Brother, do you want some?"
Fu Jingyao glanced at him, remained silent, and the atmosphere around him became even more oppressive.
"No, I'll eat it." Ji Heng swallowed the orange in one gulp, his cheeks puffed out.
"Chew, chew, chew... Ah, delicious, one more, chew, chew, chew, gulp."
Fu Jingyao's face was icy cold. "Quiet down!"
"Oh, brother, don't turn on the air conditioning, I'll get out of here right now." Ji Heng picked up a plate of oranges and ran away.
Fu Jingyao's expression grew even colder; the table was empty, devoid of anything.
At least there used to be a plate of sour oranges, but now my cheap cousin has taken the whole pot of oranges.
What exactly is Ji Heng doing here?!
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