"Xixi, why are you eating so little today?"
In the dining room, stepmother Ye Qingmei noticed Ye Wenxi only took a couple bites before putting down her chopsticks and couldn't help showing concern.
Perhaps because her relationship with Qin Chuan had advanced a step further, Ye Wenxi's attitude towards her mother was no longer as cold as it was a few days ago.
Facing her mother's concern, she responded with a smile: "Because I already ate a bit, I'm really full."
While saying this, she intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Qin Chuan.
"Cough cough cough..."
Qin Chuan was startled and choked on the porridge he was drinking, his old face instantly turning red.
He hadn't expected Ye Wenxi to say such words in front of her stepmother.
"First thing in the morning, what did you eat?" Stepmother scolded Ye Wenxi with a playful glare.
"I had a deep-fried dough stick and drank some soy milk."
