Peng Ying Tao invited everyone to the dining room.
She noticed Ning Wei felt awkward around her father's family and thought eating and talking would lift the mood.
The food was served immediately.
Peng Ying Tao nudged her husband a few times, wanting him to say something to liven up the atmosphere, but the old man played dumb. Each time she shot her husband a warning look, the old man would look at her as if he did not understand anything.
If Ning Wei was not around, she would really want to pinch her husband's waist hard.
"Ah Yin, what's wrong?" Huang Wen asked as she leaned to her son's side. "Why are you not eating?"
Huang Wen was speaking to her son in a low tone, but the mother and son's interaction still caught Peng Ying Tao's attention.
Seeing the little boy sulking made her frown. She could guess that the young boy was not too happy with the dishes served.
