After deceiving the villain, I was forced to love him.

Just to be on the safe side, Baili Ce decided to ask again.

"Did the Wang family patriarch's ancestors, or... any members of his family, have any ethnic blood?"

Wang Qingyan paused, his heart pounding in his chest, but he forced a calm demeanor, feigning confusion, and said, "No."

The aroma could be a coincidence, not eating Sichuan peppercorns could be a coincidence, but not eating pork and not being a Hui person can't be a coincidence, can it?

"you......"

"Oh dear! There are no seats left, let's sit here together~" Song Zhaohe plopped down and pushed her aside.

"Ah..." Baili Ce, who was about to go up and give the code, stumbled and almost fell off the bench.

Wang Qingyan's elation was instantly extinguished. Looking at Song Zhaohe, who was eating by himself, he felt like killing him.

"Slurp slurp slurp..." Deliberately eating loudly, and pretending to be just a casual person, Song Zhaohe directly used his chopsticks to pick up food from the plate.

While stirring and adding more food, he warmly invited, "Why are you two looking at me like that? Come and eat with us."

Bai Li Ce sat up firmly, his face grim. "..."

"Does Young Master Song really have to sit here?"

Smiling, "No?"

"No!" Wang Qingyan refused to budge an inch.

"Didn't Patriarch Wang see there were no other seats available?"

"..."

Baili Ce, who was just cursing Song Zhaohe in his heart: What's going on?

Looking at Wang Qingyan, his expression had clearly darkened considerably.

Then he looked at Song Zhaohe, who was all smiles, deliberately looking for a beating.

"Okay, okay, you eat, you eat," he quickly put all the dishes in front of her.

She thought she could shut him up, but Song Zhaohe turned her head generously and said, "As expected of a young lady, you are so generous."

You're using veiled criticism to insult someone else, aren't you?

"This soup is really good, I'll go get another bowl." Sensing that the atmosphere was a bit off, Baili Ce quickly pretended to be busy and left...

Once she left, Song Zhaohe returned to normal.

He put down his chopsticks, wiped the grease off his mouth and hands, but didn't rush to leave.

"Young Master Song, aren't you hungry? Why don't you continue eating?"

Suddenly I'm not hungry anymore.

After a moment of silence, Wang Qingyan, his expression indifferent, did not linger any longer.

Song Zhaohe behind him remained very enthusiastic, saying, "Please take care, Patriarch Wang. It must be inconvenient for you to be traveling. I will definitely treat you to a good meal later."

Invite him? The person Lu Jian sent is indeed very interesting.

Meanwhile, without considering any other possibilities, Baili Ce made a few turns and went to the kitchen, found Sister Wang, and whispered in her ear that someone was wasting food and even stealing her food.

So, just as Song Zhaohe, who had already eaten two bowls of food, was about to get up and leave the table, Sister Wang suddenly rushed out and pressed him back down on the table.

"Bang!" The sound of a head hitting the head—a good start.

"You, surnamed Song, are the one wasting food?!"

Song Zhaohe broke free from Sister Wang and struggled fiercely, shouting, "I didn't! I didn't! I just..."

"Slap!" Before he could finish speaking, Sister Wang slapped his hand onto the table again.

She asked kindly, "Do you want to eat by yourself, or do you want me to feed you?!"

Song Zhaohe, who was standing on the foot of the Protector-General, struggled defiantly for a moment, "I..."

His struggles were futile, and he was held down firmly.

Finally, raising his hands, he declared confidently, "I'm not a two- or three-year-old child! I have hands and feet, how can I let my older sister feed me!"

"Of course I'll eat it myself!"

"Hmm~" Sister Wang nodded in satisfaction.

He released Song Zhaohe, exchanged a glance with Baili Ce in the corner, and watched as Song Zhaohe ate all the food that had been smeared with his saliva.

Not a single grain of rice, not a single drop of soup was left.

Bai Li Ce was incredibly happy after watching the whole process!

Daring to steal her food is no different from stepping on a sea urchin barefoot.

Clapping his hands proudly, Baili Ce hopped upstairs.

Wang Qingyan, who hadn't gone far at all, saw this scene from the other corner and was immediately in a good mood.

......

"Knock knock knock" Bai Li Ce had just returned to his room and lay down when Bi Cui knocked on the door from outside.

"What's the matter?"

"I noticed that you didn't eat much, so I brought you some food."

So anxious? It seems that the "letter" worked.

But she just wouldn't take the bait.

Bai Li Ce lay on the bed with his hands behind his head, completely unwilling to get up to open the door for Bi Cui, and said in an extremely dismissive tone, "No need, I want to take a nap, you can leave."

"Let's eat something before we sleep," said Bicui outside the door, pushing the door open forcefully...

Not pushed open.

Bai Lizhe glanced at the door latch and burst out laughing.

Who sleeps in an inn without locking the door?

He turned over and drifted off to sleep peacefully, no longer paying attention to Bicui.

"Dong dong," Bi Cui knocked twice more.

Even knowing that the people in the room didn't want to talk to her, she patiently persuaded, "Young lady, please open the door."

"..."

"Young lady?"

"..."

"Young lady?" Bi Cui had a persistent spirit; even though Bai Li Ce didn't respond, she still waited outside with the food.

She left dejectedly after the place had become completely quiet, the food had gone cold, and her legs were aching.

This scene was witnessed by people coming and going in the hallway.

Immediately, some people were overcome with sympathy and even began to whisper about Baili Ce's faults.

"This girl, Bicui, is so pitiful."

"Yes, I saw her coughing this morning, she's probably not fully recovered yet."

"Who says it isn't?"

"Sigh, they are from a prominent family after all, they are different from us."

"Oh, didn't you see what her relationship is with the Wang family head? How could this be..."

"Oh? Tell me then, what is the relationship between Patriarch Wang and Miss Baili?"

He Wenyuan's voice suddenly interrupted the chattering group.

"Um...hehe...we were just saying, just saying."

"Just saying?"

“Then let me just say something casually. Last year, Mr. Li’s daughter accidentally broke a mere bottle, and you took her to the street to sell her.”

"They're no more kind-hearted than scions of noble families, are they?"

"This..." Mr. Li's dark face flushed red, and he quickly fled in embarrassment.

Seeing that He Wenyuan was not someone to be trifled with, the others wisely returned to their respective rooms.

With several hurried slams of doors closing, the entire second floor became much quieter.

He Wenyuan stood with his hands behind his back, staring meaningfully at Baili Ce's door for a long while before waving his sleeves and leaving gracefully.

And inwardly he marveled at himself, thinking that he was truly a good person with both high moral character and excellent medical skills!

However, no one noticed that insects had already crawled into Baili Ce's room from the spot where Bicui had stood.

The shadow moved on the window, and the person on the bed completely lost consciousness.

......