What's even more unexpected is that Yan Di, who was treated as a tool from beginning to end, not only showed no signs of anger, but also seemed to enjoy it, accepting every piece of food that Song Mengmeng fed him without hesitation.
Whether it's sweet, spicy, sour, or fried, stir-fried, or deep-fried, he seems to accept it all very well.
This puzzled not only Yao Anna, but even Song Mengmeng, who was in charge of feeding them, found it strange. She tilted her head and asked Yan Di, who had just finished a huge, generously sized meat skewer, "Don't you think it tastes bad?"
Although she is not picky about meat, the skewers at this restaurant were obviously overcooked, hard and dry, like chewing wood.
But the man in front of him still ate the entire skewer of grilled meat without changing his expression, showing no sign of reluctance or difficulty.
"No, I'm not picky about food." Yan Di shook his head. Faced with the little girl's question, he answered very sincerely: "As long as it's food, I'm not picky."
"You don't mind that it doesn't taste good?" Song Mengmeng was stunned, her almond-shaped eyes widening in disbelief. "Like that meat skewer just now, it was overcooked! All the moisture was cooked away!"
"That's because you've never been hungry." Emperor Yan smiled gently and said calmly, "If you had ever tasted hunger, you would understand that food like that skewer of grilled meat was the most exquisite delicacy in the world."
"Have you ever gone hungry?" Song Mengmeng looked at Yan Di with some suspicion. In her memory, this man's identity was not simple. What the public knew now was only the most superficial part.
How could someone like him, standing at the very top of the world's pyramid, possibly have ever experienced hunger?!
However, it was also because of Yan Di's mention that Song Mengmeng unconsciously thought of the time when she had just been born...
Although she had completely forgotten what happened back then, a voice kept reminding her—
She had indeed gone hungry.
"Of course." Emperor Yan nodded, responding decisively, "So since then, I've stopped being picky about food. As long as it fills my stomach, there's nothing in this world I can't eat, let alone roasted meat like that!"
"It will be alright! You will definitely not go hungry again!" Having experienced hunger in the same way, Song Mengmeng felt that the distance between her and Yan Di had narrowed a little bit, so she didn't hesitate to comfort him.
Yan Di looked down at the little girl in front of him who was earnestly comforting him, and nodded in agreement with a slight smile: "Yes, thank you for your comfort."
"I'm not just trying to comfort you, I'm just stating the facts!" Seeing Yan Di's attitude, Song Mengmeng was somewhat dissatisfied!
This is a blessing from a Pixiu! Does he even realize how precious it is?! And he responded so perfunctorily!
Of course, this perfunctory answer wasn't the main point that made her furious. What angered her was how this man was supposed to continue the conversation after responding to her like that!
Shouldn't he ask her why she felt that way?!
That way, she would have the opportunity to say what she saw as a Pixiu! Then, she would have the opportunity to persuade him to offer sacrifices to the Pixiu!
And then, this man...
This really angered the Pixiu!
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