Qin Shaoling listened, feeling a chill in her heart, but it didn’t show on her face.
Can’t be disliked by Grandpa right after coming back, right? How will the rest of her days go?
Having spent years on Ji Bo’s side, living a life of relying on others, trying her best to please and flatter, she had beco very good at reading faces.
But, to eat? Or not to eat?
Eating wouldn’t harm the baby in her belly, right?
Although Ji Bo is a jerk, the baby still has half of her genes!
In the future, the baby would be hers!
Qin Shaoling saw that everyone had no reaction, and the whole dining room was silent. Even the little girl sitting beside her was adorably watching her, feigning ease, she spoke, "It really must be that my tastes have changed due to the pregnancy."
As soon as her words dropped, there was another bout of silence.
"How about I try another piece?"
She mustered her courage, picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, and her expression already betrayed her.
She really couldn’t swallow it!
She glanced at Qin Shaojin; not seen for years, but Xiaosan was surprisingly ’cultured’ enough to eat unflinchingly.
The old lady looked at her and finally spoke, "Alright, if it’s not tasty, it’s not tasty."
Qin Shaoling, "Thank you for your graciousness."
The old lady, "..."
Is this really her original granddaughter?
Qin Shaoling looked towards the old man, offering a sycophantic smile, "Grandpa, soday I’ll make your favorite dish for you."
The old man’s face finally improved a bit, "Let’s just eat."
The old lady indulgently picked up another piece of rib, putting it into a bowl.
The old man himself felt a loss of face, being his first ti cooking, full of confidence, yet who would have thought he’d dish out this ghastly stuff.
He took the piece of rib from the old lady’s bowl and placed it into Qin Shaonan’s bowl.
Qin Shaonan, "..."
The old man placed the remaining majority of ribs in front of Qin Shaonan, "Eat all of this."
Qin Shaonan, "..."
He looked down at the plate of burnt ribs in front of him.
Qin Shaojin glanced at his second brother’s expression and dared not speak sarcastically.
Instead, Qin Shaoling gave Qin Shaonan a cheering look.
Nini looked compassionately at Qin Shaonan, "Dad, I’ll help you eat!"
Seeing Nini pick up a rib with her chopsticks, the old man finally spoke, "Throw it away."
The old lady, "No, it’s okay if no one eats it, I’ll keep it as a souvenir."
The old man glanced at the old lady.
The old lady rarely smiled beautifully, "Actually it’s quite good, rather tasty."
The old man’s face looked a lot better.
The old lady moved the leftover sweet and sour ribs aside.
...
After dinner, Wen Nuan secretly texted Qin Huan, "Sister Huanhuan, bad news, your rival is back, but I think she’s not much of a threat anymore. You’ve had three kids with brother-in-law, and she’s pregnant, definitely not brother-in-law’s."
Qin Huan finished bathing, ca out, picked up her phone, glanced at it, and her eyes suddenly froze.
Was Wen Nuan talking about that foster daughter of her Third Uncle nad what?
It’s been too long, she had forgotten.
But how would Grandpa and Grandma agree to let her in?
"Then what?"
Wen Nuan, "..."
Sister Huanhuan actually lacks a sense of crisis, do you not know about the rumors with brother-in-law when she was in the army?
"Really she looks quite like you, I secretly took a photo and sent it to you."
Qin Huan didn’t care, sat there drying her hair, until the photo ca through and suddenly froze.
Could it be Qin Shaoling?
Wasn’t she dead?
Suddenly reppeared!
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