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Ye Sijue was very overbearing, "You eat it, don't care about her, just burn it, it's not very serious."

He said, cooling the bowl of soup in front of himself with a spoon and putting it in front of her.

"Drink some soup first."

Mo Xiaomeng hesitated, and under the pressure of Ye Sijue's eyes, he had to bow his head to drink the soup.

The temperature of the soup is just right, and the mouth is slightly hot, and it is very warm to drink.

And the soup is delicious.

In fact, Mo Xiaomeng was hungry long ago. When she sat down, she groaned a few times, probably because she did n’t eat much at noon, and then she was in the study all afternoon ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Just went to sleep.

After drinking the bowl of soup, Mo Xiaomeng felt more comfortable in his stomach, and he didn't howl like that again.

She glanced at him.

He thought to himself, did he hear the grunting sound of her stomach, so he took care of her so that she would eat first?

She asked, "How about your father? Don't you have to wait for him to eat together?"

Ye Sijue replied, "He went to Germany on a business trip this morning and will not be back until a few days."

Yang Zixuan was also treated very quickly there, and applied some ointment to his scalded right hand and wrapped it in bandages.

When she came over, she saw the bowl of soup that Mo Xiaomeng had just finished drinking.

Looking at the situation again, the bowl in front of Ye Sijue disappeared.

Apparently Ye Sijue gave Mo Xiaomeng his soup.

Yang Zixuan was already angry, but now he is even more angry, glaring at Mo Xiaomeng.

"Why are you so rude? As a guest, you don't have to wait for the host to eat first."

She said angrily, subconsciously wanted to hit Mo Xiaomeng.

Who knows, her left hand swayed, and her right hand was also thrown back subconsciously, just knocking on the back of the chair.

"Oh!" She was so painful that her facial features were crumpled.

Ye Mu asked worriedly, "Zixuan, why are you not careful? Are you okay?"

Yang Zixuan raised his right hand and complained with tears, "Aunt Pei, look at her, everyone is injured, but she is sitting here and eats it with peace of mind, how could such a person!"

Yemu looked up.

Ye Sijue glanced coldly at Yang Zixuan and said to her mother, "Xiaomeng is hungry, so I will let her drink some soup first and pad her stomach."

Yemu had no intention of reprimanding, nodded, looked at Mo Xiaomeng and said with a smile, "Don't be restrained, Xiaomeng, just treat yourself as a family, eat when you're hungry, don't wait for us."

"Aunt Pei!" Yang Zixuan was not happy to hear her say that.

"Alright Zi Xuan, sit down and eat."

Yang Zixuan sat down reluctantly, looked at his hand that had just been hurt again, and then glared resentfully at Mo Xiaomeng.

Blame this woman!

Yang Zixuan is depressed and dead. Why do you want to harm her and always suffer yourself?

What a evil door!

She grumbled and looked at Ye Sijue coquettishly, "Brother Sijue, my right hand is injured. I can't take chopsticks. Can you help me pick vegetables?"

"Use a fork," Ye Sijue said, motioning the maid to take the fork over and give her.

Yang Zixuan's expression collapsed again.

Mo Xiaomeng is not a fool. She can feel Yang Zixuan's unfriendliness towards herself, so she doesn't talk much, just bows her head to eat.

At this time, the housekeeper came and said, "Young Master, Madam, Young Master Yin and Miss Mu are here."

Mo Xiaomeng was shocked.

Miss Mu? Is it small?

Ye Sijue puzzled, "What are they doing here suddenly?"