Everyone couldn't help but stop their chopsticks and look at Murong Xin'er. Only Ye Xiu remained unmoved and continued to pick up food for Gu Siying.
"Xin'er, what's wrong?" Murong Zhen asked with confusion on his face.
Murong Xin'er: "You all don't care about me. You only care about eating for yourself. I feel like an outsider."
As soon as these words came out, everyone undoubtedly felt that the food in the bowl did not taste good.
Murong Xiaofeng glanced at the woman beside him, and he naturally knew what Murong Xin'er had in mind about Xiao Jiujiu.
He deliberately picked up a piece of meat that was the same as what was in Gu Siying's bowl, and slowly put it into the woman's bowl.
"Xin'er, eat more, how can you be an outsider!"
"If you want to be the outsider, it should be me."
Murong Xin'er saw the familiar piece of meat in the bowl and looked at Murong Xiaofeng with a smile on her face.
"Thank you, brother. It's great to have a brother. I don't have to pick up the meat myself!"
"Brother, I don't allow you to say that you are an outsider!"
"When you say that, you don't treat us as a family!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes couldn't help but be locked on Murong Xiaofeng.
He quickly wiped his mouth and explained: "No, no, I have always regarded you as my family."
"Without my uncle, sister, where would my family come from?" A clear smile appeared on his face, which made people feel happy just looking at it.
Murong Zhen heard the conversation between the two and felt happy.
This is what he wants to see, with his children by his side and getting along harmoniously.
But what he didn't know was that the two of them had feelings for each other.
"Xiaofeng, this will be your home from now on, and uncle will be your strong support." He said sincerely.
Murong Xiaofeng picked up a cup of tea and looked at Murong Zhen with gratitude.
"Uncle, today I will offer you a cup of tea instead of wine."
"Here, I sincerely thank you for taking me in and letting me experience the feeling of home."
"I would also like to thank the young master and sister-in-law for giving Xiaofeng the opportunity that day, so that I could integrate into this family so quickly."
After he finished speaking, he touched other people's glasses and drank them all in one gulp.
Gu Siying picked up the cup and took a sip: "You're welcome, we just want to help uncle fulfill his wish as soon as possible."
"Xiaofeng, when you get here from now on, don't think about the past anymore. No one here will abuse you."
Murong Xiaofeng's eyes dimmed involuntarily, and he couldn't help but murmur: This is the worst place to eat people without spitting out their bones, so how can you say that they won't be tortured?
"Sister-in-law, I know what you are worried about."
"In the future, I will try to have as little contact with Murong Xiong as possible, and I will not give him the chance to hurt me again."
Upon hearing the three words Murong Xiong, Murong Zhen suddenly put down his chopsticks and his face instantly sank.
"What exactly did Murong Xiong do to Xiaofeng?"
"Does he often give you trouble in the company?"
Murong Xiaofeng lowered his head, pretending not to dare to speak at all, and looked particularly pitiful on his face.
"Uncle, he didn't cause any trouble for me in the company."
His voice began to weaken, as if he had lost all confidence in an instant and wanted to cover up something.
And the more he behaved like this, the more Murong Zhen didn't believe it.
"Ying'er, do you know something?"
Gu Siying saw the familiar look of the man, it happened again and again.
She began to conclude in her heart that the hurt Murong Xiong had caused him had been engraved in her heart. If it happened once, it could be considered a disguise, but if it happened like this every time, it would be difficult to disguise it.
She sighed long and said: "Xiaofeng, tell uncle, don't let him worry."
Murong Zhen looked anxious and patted the man on the back.
"Xiao Feng, tell your uncle that if Murong Xiong really does something that is outrageous to both humans and gods, your uncle will definitely not go around him and seek justice for you."
There was clearly visible determination in his eyes, as if he was ready to take action for Murong Xiaofeng.
Murong Xiaofeng slowly raised his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, with a trace of fear in his eyes.
"Uncle, I don't want to be imprisoned by the painful life I once had, so I don't want to remember it anymore."
"No matter what he did to me, it has become the past, so let's not talk about it, okay?"
Murong Zhen naturally heard that the man didn't want to say more, so he didn't want to force him.
"Okay, since you don't want to say it, I won't force you."
"You just need to remember not to be threatened by Murong Xiong in the future. You will often encounter him in the company in the future. There are some things that you don't need to pay attention to."
"If you have any work-related matters, Xiu'er and I will help you."
His face was full of sincerity, and there was no trace of pretense.
But his words could not make any waves in Murong Xiaofeng's heart.
All of this was ridicule to Murong Xiaofeng.
But his face was still disguised: "Okay, I understand."
"Uncle, I don't know how to thank you and my brother enough."
Murong Zhen shook his head: "Xiaofeng, we are not coveting your gratitude."
"Your safety and health are the best reward for us."
Murong Xin'er listened to the conversation between the two and complained about hypocrisy many times.
On the surface, he acts like he is more sensible than anyone else and is extremely grateful, but on the inside, he really feels like a murderer.
She glanced at Murong Xiaofeng beside her thoughtfully, and said leisurely: "Brother, please don't be weak to bad people, otherwise you will only get bullied."
"Appropriate resistance is also to protect yourself."
"Sister Siying, don't you think so? You taught me this sentence!"
Gu Siying felt a little unhappy when she heard the woman's deliberate words.
She didn't look directly at Murong Xin'er, but just nodded lightly: "Well, it's best not to overdo anything, and you have to know how to measure it."
Everyone has something to say, hiding their own little thoughts.
By the end of the meal, the atmosphere had changed a bit, making people feel a little uncomfortable.
After Murong Zhen finished eating, he returned to the room to rest.
The same goes for everyone else, each doing his or her own thing.
At this moment, Murong Xiaofeng's cell phone suddenly flashed a message.
"Remember your mission."
When he saw those words on the screen, he knew who had sent them without guessing.
He slowly put his hand into his pocket and held on to the medicine bottle tightly, his face filled with an aura of terror.
"Murong Zhen, sooner or later you will accept your good life."
When he looked around to make sure no one was around, he hurriedly walked towards the kitchen.
As soon as I entered the door, I saw the housekeeper walking towards me.
"Master Xiaofeng, why are you in the kitchen? Are you not full just now?"
Murong Xiaofeng's eyes moved, as if he was suddenly awakened.
"It's not that I haven't eaten enough, it's just that I'm not used to eating."
"I prefer spicy food. Food without spicy food is too hard to eat."
"Butler, I see that my uncle didn't eat much today. Is there any food prepared?"
Without thinking, the old butler brought a plate of food. Even the temporary arrangement was so exquisite.
"Master Xiaofeng, it's ready. You can go and try it first."
Murong Xiaofeng quickly took the things from Lao Li's hand and left a message: "I'll send it to him first while dad is still asleep."
Looking at the food on the plate, which was sent to Murong Zhen, a dangerous seed began to spread in Murong Xiaofeng's heart.