Chapter 112: No Ifs
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The corners of Shen Wannian's mouth twitched, Jun Yiqing is really awesome, from servants to adjutants, all of them have all-round development of morality, intelligence, physical fitness, beauty and labor.
After more than an hour, all the meals were complete, Aunt Xu didn't let Shen Wannian do it, and after putting the meals together, she went into the kitchen alone and closed the door by the way.
Shen Wannian originally wanted to ask Aunt Xu to eat together, but Jun Yiqing sat opposite her, stopped her actions before she got up, reached out and gently knocked twice on the table: "Sit down." ā
"Don't you call Aunt Xu along? Shen Dunian didn't take the chopsticks, and looked serious.
Jun Yiqing's deep eyes locked her without squinting, and then his eyes shifted to the chopsticks in front of her, and ordered: "Take it up." ā
Shen Wannian picked up the chopsticks very mechanically, and then someone left a sentence: "Shut up and eat." ā
No more talk.
Did he fart when she asked just now?
However, she suddenly remembered that when she was in the villa, she seemed to have let Lin Suke and them eat together, and at that time Sizhao said that they couldn't sit down to eat with her, the words at that time were sharp and harsh, but the rules seemed to be true.
Also, don't talk about her, just say that people like Jun Yiqing eat with the servants at home, which is not in line with cleanup.
No trick, Shen Dunian could only pray that Aunt Xu had eaten before she came, thinking of Lin Suke, not to mention, Shen Dunian still missed her a little, she was a girl with no heart.
Fortunately, Sizhao is gone, and no one bullies her anymore.
Although today's meal is no less than yesterday's, on the contrary, it is more exquisite and flavorful than yesterday's, but when it comes to Jun Yiqing's mouth, it is like chewing wax, there is nothing wrong, and there is no appetite at all.
After eating a few bites, he didn't have the heart to continue, but Shen Dunian's appetite was not ordinarily good.
Jun Yiqing gently put down her chopsticks and raised her eyes to look at her.
She is very anxious to eat, she doesn't eat at all, she stuffs as much as her mouth is, her cheeks are bulging on her little face, and when she eats light dishes, she will habitually mix a chopstick with salty and spicy chopsticks and pound it into her mouth, like a child.
Sensing Jun Yiqing's gaze, Shen Wannian lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, thinking that he wouldn't let her speak, and lowered her head and continued to eat heavily.
"What did Bai Shuliang tell you today, Chu Li said that your face is not good-looking. Jun Yiqing saw that Shen Dunian looked too lazy to take care of him, so she patiently found a topic.
Shen Dunian swallowed the food in his mouth and glanced at him: "Didn't you tell me to shut up and refuse to answer." ā
Jun Yiqing's narrow eyes narrowed, slapped the table lightly and heavily, and got up.
"Ah, what did Bai Shuliang say, right?" Shen Dunian was afraid that after he got up, he would make some very strange moves, and hurriedly said, "Tell me a cold joke." ā
Jun Yiqing raised his eyebrows: "Go on." ā
Shen Dunian stretched out the tip of her pink tongue and licked the vegetable juice at the corner of her mouth, bent her eyes and raised her lips mockingly: "She said, I'm not my father's own child, tea-bi, am I my father's own child, don't I know? ā
Speaking of this, Shen Wannian suddenly wrinkled her eyebrows: "Does she have the ability to tamper with my identity and background, she won't say that on purpose, when the time comes, a few criminals and heinous people will say that they are my father, ruining my reputation and destroying my future, right? I haven't done a paternity test with Shen Jun." ā
Jun Yiqing didn't think this matter was funny at all, he held his head very abnormally, stared at her and asked, "What if you really weren't born by your father?"
Shen Dunian's eyes sank, and he said coldly: "There is no if." ā