Mr. Fu, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is going on a date again.

Meng Ci was like a nimble little rabbit, jumping up and down to the table. He even took a bite without washing his hands before washing his hands with satisfaction.

When washing your hands, don't forget to shout in the direction of the kitchen.

"Meng Jiang, are you possessed by the God of Cooking today? How come the cooking suddenly becomes so delicious? You can even take a rest like this."

"If you ask me, why do you want to be in the entertainment industry if you have this skill? Our family will directly open a chain of restaurants."

"Guaranteed to make a lot of money..."

When Meng Ci said this, he remembered that his father was in debt and bankrupt.

Therefore, it may be difficult for Meng Jiang to start a business, and it may be difficult to go through the procedures, so many families will divorce before going bankrupt.

Then make a just statement to sever ties, and then go bankrupt, otherwise it will harm the children and wife.

But at that time, Meng Ci's father was so excited that he forgot about this matter. Later, he became seriously ill and couldn't afford it.

When I'm awake, I can count them on both hands and no one thinks about it at all.

Having said this, Meng Ci felt that she was still very sorry for her brother, if she hadn't failed him in the first place.

If you have to be a love brain and dig wild vegetables, none of this will happen. If your younger brother is so smart, why should he work part-time to support others.

Now that she is being framed, it is also her fault. It is not good for her to provoke anyone. She must provoke Fu Yichen, who shows off his skin and kills celebrities in seconds.

"Sister, let's eat."

Meng Jiang knew that his sister was getting sick again, and felt sorry for him, so he decided to cast a spell on her.

In order to make the bet look realistic, Meng Jiang worked hard to heat up the packaged dishes before putting them on his own plates and serving them.

Unexpectedly, Meng Ci didn't eat it at all. Meng Jiang felt that he was really a clever little guy, but in fact he didn't know.

Because she had to take medicine to maintain her health, Meng Ci's sense of taste had long been less sensitive, and she even couldn't taste the food many times.

It was because I was a little hungry today, and I saw Meng Jiang busy when I came out. I really didn't want to let down my brother.

It's really hurtful to have a good heart betrayed. Meng Ci understands this very well.

"Okay, let's eat."

Meng Ci didn't know if he was sick, so he became sentimental, but because Meng Jiang thought about it and came to speak, he was so moved that he wanted to cry.

Tears moistened the lower eyelashes and made the eyes red. They kept spinning and finally did not fall.

She held up the empty bowl, her eyes wandering between the two staple dishes of noodles and rice, and finally decided on the staple dish.

"Meng Jiang, bring me some rice, I like rice!"

After Meng Ci ordered the staple food, Fu Yichen's heart skipped a beat when he was hiding in Meng Jiang's room. It turned out that Meng Ci really liked rice.

However, he still held his breath and continued to wait to see if Meng Ci would eat the poached eggs. If she didn't eat the poached eggs, she would lose half the battle.

But when he got older, Meng Ci placed a large sweet-and-sour poached egg on a plate and ate it in big gulps.

"Hey, your sweet and sour sauce is really good. It's so refreshing."

Meng Ci didn't forget to praise him while he was eating. He waited for Meng Jiang to put the rice away before taking two bites of other dishes.

But my favorite is the sweet and sour poached egg with a sweet heart. When I eat it, the sauce is all over my little mouth. It's so cute that I don't even know it.

"Didn't you say you don't like sweet and sour poached eggs?"

Unable to bear it anymore, Fu Yichen rushed out of Meng Jiang's room and looked at Meng Ci with cold eyes.

It was like looking at a complete stranger.

He felt that he was very ridiculous. The two of them had been together for so many years and thought they knew Meng Ci very well.

But he didn't know her true preferences. He could only say that this woman was really good at acting in front of him. If she could even hide her preferences, what else could she not hide?

"Mr. Fu, what you said makes no sense. Do I need to report to you what I like to eat?"

"It sounds like you have cared before."

"Don't forget why I said I don't like sweet and sour poached eggs."

Meng Ci's brief reply easily brought back Fu Yichen's memories.

It was a class reunion. Of course, I hadn't graduated yet at that time. It was just a weekend get-together when I was in school.

Fu Yichen, whom Meng Ci was chasing, was upset. He knew that Meng Ci liked to eat sweet and sour poached eggs, so he deliberately let the girls in the class order them.

When the girls are eating, they say it doesn’t look good, and then they want everyone to see how Meng Ci will react. If Meng Ci reacts badly, it means she doesn’t like him, and there is no reason to pester him.

As a result, Meng Ci laughed on the spot and said that she didn't like eating at all, and she usually ate just to cope with her mother.

Moreover, after Meng Ci got together with Fu Yichen, she never took a bite of it again. Even when the nanny made it, she would not touch it.

The memory was like a steel knife, piercing Fu Yichen's heart hard, making him feel ashamed for a moment.

"Remember, don't humiliate yourself here. When I liked you, I naturally didn't want you to see me ugly."

"Now that I don't like you anymore, I naturally don't care what you think. I can eat whatever I like. Are you bothering me?"

As he spoke, Meng Ci put a large sweet-and-sour poached egg with sweet and sour center into his plate. He bit into the sweet-and-sour poached egg in one bite before he was satisfied.

Meng Jiang, who was sitting opposite her, was a little panicked.

Although the melon is delicious, his sister will not scald him with candy to silence him later. In this case, he will really panic.

Looking at his brother's stupid look, Meng Ci was helpless. What does this have to do with him.

"When you eat, what are you looking at? If you make something delicious but don't eat it, is it poisoned?"

"how is this possible?"

Meng Jiang started to enjoy the meal as he spoke. He didn't care about Fu Yichen who was still standing aside. Whether he was embarrassed or not was none of his business.

Fu Yichen is also thick-skinned, otherwise he wouldn't be able to hang out in the mall. After working hard all day, he was also hungry.

If you lose the bet, you lose. You still have to eat when you should eat. Turn around and grab the bowl and chopsticks to eat by yourself.

After eating, he took the initiative to clean up the dishes and put them in the dishwasher before knocking on Meng Ci's room door.

There is a story: Fu Yichen and Meng Ci have been together for so many years, and this is the first time he has entered Meng Ci's boudoir.

In the past, Meng Cishang was the one chasing him and didn't ask him to do anything for him. As time went by, Fu Yichen forgot about this matter.

The last time I came here, I was kicked out by Meng Ci, and there was no chance.

Only when he came in this time did he realize that Meng Ci's room was completely different from what he had imagined. It could be said that they were two completely different things.

In fantasy, Meng Ci's room should be gray, white, black or other cool colors, with a simple cold style.