The three of them were standing in front of the sofa in the living room. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Zhang Ma hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Young master has served dinner. You and Miss Meiwen can chat while you eat."
Nangong Yue nodded, "Let's go eat." He took Hai Qing's hand and sat in front of the dining table, with Hai Qing sitting next to him and Xia Meiwen sitting opposite Nangong Yue.
When Xiang Haiqing saw the food on the table, her little face was full of excitement. "Wow! It's great. They are all my favorite meals, steamed carp, braised prawns, and my favorite glutinous rice with sweet lychees."
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Zhang Ma was holding a freshly cooked three-fresh soup and said with a smile, "I've cooked your favorite meals today, so eat quickly and keep healthy."
Nangong Yue also looked at Xiang Haiqing, "Eat quickly. Don't eat too much of that glutinous rice and sweet lychees."
He reached out and picked up the plate of dessert and placed it farther away from Xiang Haiqing. Xiang Haiqing raised her eyes and looked at him complainingly, "Daddy, I haven't eaten a bite yet."
Nangong Yue remained calm, lowered his head, picked up some vegetables and put them on Xiang Haiqing's plate. "Eat these first."
Xiang Haiqing looked at the vegetables piled up in her bowl and pouted, "Daddy is so bad. You know that people don't like vegetables."
After she finished the last word, Nangong Yue looked at her with a stern face. Xiang Haiqing's eyes were red, he picked up the chopsticks in front of him and started eating bit by bit.
Nangong Yue smiled with satisfaction, and then he thought of Xia Meiwen opposite him, "By the way, how long will you stay back this time? I heard that you are currently studying at the best fashion design school in the United States?"
Looking at the scene where Nangong Yue and Xiang Haiqing were bickering, Xia Meiwen suddenly felt like she was an invisible person here.
In the past, Xia Meiwen was the only female friend beside Nangong Yue. When did such a nagging little devil appear?
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, so her face became gloomy. When Nangong Yue spoke to her, she hurriedly restrained her emotions.
"What? Don't you want me to stay here? Then I'm going to disappoint you. This time I'm not coming back to play, but I've been exchanged by my school for an exchange student and will be an intern here for a year. So,
Mr. Nangong, I have to trouble you to take care of me this year."
Xia Meiwen looked at Nangong Yue with a smile, and the other party nodded, "Okay, you and I have known each other for such a long time. Anyway, there are many empty houses here, so just choose one to live in."
Xia Meiwen's face was full of joy. "As per the rules, I want to live in the room opposite you."
She and Nangong Yue had been friends since childhood. Although their relationship had not taken a step forward yet, in Xia Meiwen's eyes, Nangong Yue had already been her boyfriend.
They originally grew up together in Washington, the United States, but Nangong Yue had a high talent for learning since he was a child. He graduated from Princeton University in the United States at the age of sixteen.
After graduation, Nangong Yue did not enter his family business, but decided to return to China. Within four years, he created an Asian myth and even created the youngest empire president in history.
Even if she catches up all the way, she is still a few years late. Because of this, Xia Meiwen's admiration for Nangong Yue becomes even stronger.
Xiang Haiqing, who was struggling with the vegetables in the bowl with a grimace, heard Xia Meiwen's words. She raised her big, confused eyes and looked at Nangong Yue. "Daddy, is Sister Meiwen talking about my room?"