Tell Daddy, Mommy is not a bad person

Seeing Lu Fengqiao staring at her, Xia Wan was inexplicably a little nervous, and asked, "Is it because I came back too late?"

Lu Fengqiao raised her eyebrows slightly: "Why do you see me so nervous? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

"No, that's not the case, Miss Lu..."

Xia Wan wanted to explain more, but her tongue seemed to be curled up, making it even more difficult to speak smoothly.

Lu Fengqiao interrupted her lightly: "From now on, call me Sister Qiao. Young Master Lu has already returned, and he seems to be in a bad mood. I'm afraid it's because of his stomachache these two days. You should hurry up and have dinner earlier..."

Leaving this sentence behind, Lu Fengqiao turned around, leaving only Xia Wan standing there in a daze, the astonishment flickering in her eyes hadn't faded away.

Xia Wan seems to feel that Lu Fengqiao's attitude towards her has softened a lot. Could it be her illusion?
Before he had time to think about it, he realized that Lu Siting was waiting upstairs for dinner. Xia Wan didn't dare to delay too long, so he rolled up his sleeves and got busy.

For more than half an hour, the smell of food wafted from the kitchen, permeating the air, making people salivate.

"Sister Qiao, it's time to prepare dinner."

Lu Fengqiao instructed the servants at home: "Aunt Wang, go upstairs and ask Young Master Lu to have dinner."

Then he helped clear the table.

The steaming dishes are served on the table, steamed grouper, sweet and sour pork with pineapple, scallion chicken in drum sauce, preserved egg and bean sprouts in soup.

Lu Siting came downstairs. He really didn't look very well today, more like unhappy.

Xia Wan watched the man take his seat, stood at the table and hesitated to speak.

Lu Siting narrowed his eyes slightly, and swept across the table lightly.

"You made all these dishes?"

Xia Wan nodded, and cleared her throat unnaturally: "It's just... I don't know if it suits Mr. Lu's appetite."

When it comes to Lu Siting's stomach trouble, it seems that she has something to do with it.

Thinking of Lu Siting secretly donating blood to Xiaoshu, Xia Wan's original hatred was not as strong as before.

But Lu Siting didn't respond to her words anymore, he picked up the bowl and chopsticks and started to eat, with the same expression.

Xia Wan watched him taste all the dishes, but his expression was calm, making it impossible to see whether he had a preference or not.

Time passed by, Lu Siting didn't say a word, but he ate a lot.

Seeing that several dishes were about to bottom out, Xia Wan couldn't help it, and stopped her with words: "Mr. Lu, you...you can't eat any more."

Lu Siting squinted at her, full of contempt and disdain, and ignored her at all.

Seeing this, Lu Fengqiao on the side coughed softly: "Young Master Lu is just recovering from a stomach problem, so don't overeat."

Her words made Xia Wan secretly heave a sigh of relief, in fact, that's what she wanted to express.

Lu Siting's face was sullen, but he still didn't say anything, but slowly put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand.

Lu Fengqiao wisely began to clean up the dishes. Xia Wan was about to step forward to help when the phone rang suddenly.

Seeing the number jumping on the screen, she hurriedly greeted Lu Fengqiao: "Sister Qiao, I'll answer the hospital call first, put down the dishes, I'll wash them later..."

After all, Xia Wan hurriedly walked into the secluded entrance with her mobile phone.

"Hello, I'm Xiaoshu's mother... Missing? Impossible, she was still there when I left in the afternoon? Don't worry, I'll call Xiaoshu..."

At the dining table, Lu Siting's lazy eyes glanced at the entrance seemingly inadvertently, watching Xia Wan lower her head and dial the number over and over again, pacing back and forth anxiously.