Chapter 144

In other words, that towel is a rag!

Tut Tut, at this moment, Lin Qianyi really wants to interview Zhang Dongmei and ask her what the sour taste of the dishcloth is.

As an old maid, Xia Yuwei naturally saw her daughter's little moves. While her heart was refreshing, she also secretly gave her daughter a thumbs up.

Lin Qianyi naturally smiled more happily when she was praised by the old mother.

Looking at his little wife laughing like a successful little fox, the doting in emperor Yanmo's eyes became stronger. His slender fingers gently scraped the tip of her nose.

He found that his little wife was really like a naughty child, but sometimes she was very smart, just like a slippery little fox.

He felt helpless and wanted to give his little wife endless love.

Zhang Dongmei was carried in her arms, and peace was restored in the restaurant.

"Let's have dinner."

The old Xia family, who hasn't spoken all the time, said slowly.

From the beginning, he has been watching quietly, not helping any party to speak, let alone blaming any party.

However, Lin Qianyi saw endless bitterness, pain and remorse from his turbid eyes.

Lin Qianyi slowly went to the table cloth and sat down, while old Xia sat in the first place with the help of Xia Xueli.

Xia Xueli opened the position next to master Xia. Suddenly, his eyebrows wrinkled and looked sternly at his daughter who was still half kneeling on the ground.

"If you don't eat, get out of here!"

Xia Xueli yelled at Xia Baizhi. He didn't seem to be talking to his daughter. Instead, he seemed to be inferior to a subordinate or even a servant.

Xia Baizhi trembled, clenched her hands tightly, and a touch of hatred flashed in her eyes, which was her hatred for Xia Xueli's father.

Xia Baizhi bit her teeth hard, endured the humiliation in her heart, stood up, walked to the table and sat down.

"Mom, this is your favorite fish."

Without waiting for others to move chopsticks, Lin Qianyi picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mother's bowl with a smile.

Seeing the fish in the bowl, Xia Yuwei looked at her daughter and was full of doting, "she is really the precious daughter of my mother. I know to honor your mother first."

Xia Yuwei deliberately said proudly. After that, she picked up the fish in the bowl and ate it with a satisfied face.

Looking at the interaction between Lin Qianyi and Xia Yuwei's mother and daughter, Xia Baizhi put her hands under the table and shook them into fists. The nails she made deliberately pierced into the palm of her hand.

Although Xia Xueli was dissatisfied with Lin Qianyi's ignorance of the rules, he didn't say anything. After all, the statue around Lin Qianyi was more than the existence of the king of hell. He couldn't offend him.

The old man sitting in the first place, watching the warm interaction between the two, flashed a touch of relief in his muddy eyes.

In those years, he ruthlessly kicked his daughter out. Now, he can't help his daughter, which makes him feel more guilty about Xia Yuwei's daughter.

Now that his daughter lives so happily, he really feels happy for his daughter.

Unknowingly, a pair of old eyes of master Xia became a little wet.

Eating her daughter's filial dishes, Xia Yuwei gradually noticed the father's eyes. As soon as she glanced at the corners of her eyes, she saw those slightly wet eyes, as if she were remembering something.