"Eat more."
Chu Li put the shrimp balls into Ouyang Jie's bowl.
Ouyang Jie looked at the shrimp balls in the bowl quietly without saying a word. It was the first time in his life that someone picked up food for him, and it was Chu Li, whom he had only met a few times, who made him feel annoying and dangerous.
Ouyang Jie suddenly felt it was so ironic. That person was obviously his mother, but she did nothing for a mother and left him with only scars.
Chu Li looked at Ouyang Jie, who was staring at his bowl without moving, and asked him, "Are you allergic to seafood?"
“Not allergic.”
Ouyang Jie tried to keep his voice calm, picked up the shrimp ball and put it in his mouth, then continued eating as if nothing had happened.
Chu Li could clearly sense that Ouyang Jie was in a bad mood.
From the moment everyone started eating, Ouyang Jie kept his head down, as if unable to fit in with them.
Chu Li frowned, wondering if there was no one at home to have dinner with him.
"Is there food on my face?"
Ouyang Jie looked up and said to Chu Li unhappily, "Why are you staring at him?"
"No."
Chu Li said as he picked up another shrimp ball for Ouyang Jie.
Perhaps Ouyang Jie's bad temper is just a protective color.
His identity as an illegitimate child is already sensitive, and if he is timid, he will definitely be bullied.
Why is this man so weird?
Ouyang Jie, who was eating shrimp balls, muttered to himself and looked at Chu Li warily.
Chu Li helped Ouyang Jie scoop out the beef balls and put them in a bowl for Ouyang Jie.
If he didn't catch them soon, Chu Fei would have caught them all. His hands never stopped.
There were already five or six small bowls in front of Jiang Feng, all filled with meat and meatballs. He was so angry that he wanted to push Chu Fei's head into the hot pot.
Is he crazy? Why give him all the money?
"This meatball made of some unknown meat is also delicious. Try it."
Chu Fei poked and lifted the chopsticks and handed it to Jiang Feng's mouth.
Jiang Feng covered his mouth tightly and tilted his head back. He had been eating meatballs for half an hour, and now he felt like vomiting when he saw the meatballs.
Gu Chen took one of the bowls of meatballs and placed it in front of Song Yan, then looked at Chu Fei with disgust.
He seriously suspected that if he continued like this, Chu Fei would kill Jiang Feng.
"It's really delicious, try it."
Chu Fei handed the meatball to Jiang Feng again.
"Eat it yourself."
Jiang Feng covered his mouth and leaned back, he was so angry that he cursed. He didn't understand why Chu Fei was so crazy and kept stuffing food into his mouth.
In fact, Chu Fei just wanted to give all the delicious food to Jiang Feng, but he didn't know how to do it, so he could only keep feeding Jiang Feng.
There's no way. He was raised by a bodyguard. The only thing he was taught was fighting. He had no idea how to serve others.
Chu Li stared at Chu Fei with no patience.
But he was also wrong. He was too busy before and had no time to teach Chu Fei these things, which resulted in Chu Fei now being able to only spend money and fight when he grows up.
Ouyang Jie glanced at Chu Li, then looked at Chu Fei who was trying to feed Jiang Feng.
Why do these two brothers have such different personalities?
One is cold and taciturn, the other is a chatterbox who has never stopped talking since they sat down at the table. Jiang Feng would be annoyed to death by him.
"If you keep feeding Jiang Feng meat, even if Jiang Feng likes it, he'll get tired of it!"
Song Chi, who covered his mouth while eating, said Chu Fei.
"What? You get tired of eating meat?"
Chu Fei didn't understand. After all, he was the type who couldn't live without meat, and he would never eat a single vegetable if there was meat.
Song Chi was speechless. "It's not normal to get tired of eating meat."
"Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Chu Fei picked up the colander and scooped up a lot of vegetables, putting them all on the plate.
Jiang Feng felt like vomiting again when he saw the amount. Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom on the first floor.
"I'll go, I'll go, what's wrong with you?"
Chu Fei dropped the colander and hurried to chase Jiang Feng, anxiously and hurriedly.
Song Chi sighed, "He must have eaten too much."
Gu Chen glanced at Chu Fei who was running away, then looked at Chu Li across from him, raised an eyebrow and asked him, "Is he really your brother?"
Chu Li, who was picking up food for Ouyang Jie, glanced at Gu Chen and said, "Even food can't stop your mouth."
"Okay, okay, your wife is here, let me give you some face."
Gu Chen smiled playfully and gave Ouyang Jie a meaningful look.
Ouyang Jie looked at Gu Chen opposite him unhappily. Who is his wife?
What Ouyang Jie didn't know was that when he followed Chu Li to Lu Yanchen's house for dinner, everyone present tacitly assumed that he was Chu Li's wife.
If she wasn't Chu Li's wife, why would Ouyang Jie be here?
That's what everyone thinks.
Ouyang Jie naively thought that Chu Li asked him to come over just to have a simple meal, and then talk to him about the club's affairs after he was full.
Oh my god! Is there really something going on between these two people?
Song Chi ate meatballs and melon while staring at Chu Li and Ouyang Jie who were sitting opposite them.
These two people were not together in the article, but when Ouyang Jie jumped off the building to commit suicide, he fell on Chu Li's car. Can it be considered as a bit of fate?
When Lu Yanchen saw Song Chi eating melon secretly, he wanted to laugh.
After dinner, Lu Yanchen cut the watermelon himself and brought it out to the hall.
After eating, everyone sat on the sofa to digest the food while watching TV.
Lu Yanchen put the watermelon on the coffee table, sat next to Song Chi, and picked up a piece of watermelon for Song Chi.
Song Chi took it, took a sip and looked towards the first floor, saying, "Why haven't Chu Fei and Jiang Feng come out for so long?"
Lu Yanchen, "There's a staircase leading to the second floor over there. We should have gone up to the second floor from that side."
Lu Yanchen was not wrong. Chu Fei carried Jiang Feng up to the second floor from that side.
Jiang Feng, who was lying flat on the sofa by Chu Fei, was so angry that his chest heaved. He was so full that he felt uncomfortable and couldn't vomit.
Chu Fei quickly apologized, "It's my fault, it's my fault. I shouldn't have fed you so much."
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