"What do you mean you don't mind? This smell is all over the restaurant. How can we eat with her like this? Are we not going to eat just for her? She wants to do something special, so let her get out of our Xiao
Home, let her eat by herself."
Xia Yezi shouted angrily, the glare in his eyes clearly shining.
This made Wang Qingyan beside him feel relieved after hearing this, and the contempt in his eyes just became more intense.
Only the vulgar and low-class people would like to eat food that is not superior.
But when Xiao Yufeng heard this, his face darkened, his face became more indifferent, and he frowned: "Mom, what are you saying? This makes her..."
"It's okay, Xiao Yufeng, you eat your food. My mother-in-law likes to scold her so much, so just scold her. I don't mind. She is scolding her grandson anyway. In fact, I never eat spicy food. This has happened since I had this child.
The taste has become really weird. Every meal is so spicy that I almost get acne. If she wants to scold her, just scold her. After this meal, I will take this brat away from this place.'
', but I've always been curious about one thing."
Jiang Zixing, who was enjoying his meal, suddenly interrupted Xiao Yufeng. As he spoke, he couldn't help but pause his chopsticks and raised his head to look at Xiao Yufeng.
"You said you don't eat spicy food either. My father and I are both true southerners and have never touched spicy food. But this kid loves spicy food so much that he needs to eat spicy food almost every meal. If he doesn't eat spicy food, he will kill me."
I was so tortured that I vomited all sorts of meat and vegetables, don’t you think it’s weird? Is it a genetic mutation? Or is there someone in your family who prefers spicy food? It’s inherited from one generation to the next. However, I don’t think it’s the case. Last time I heard it,
My mother-in-law said, this rich family doesn’t even bother to eat this kind of taste that only low-level people like, so naturally no one likes to eat it, so it seems that your genes are mutated.”
As he said this, Jiang Zixing glanced at Xia Yezi casually and spoke casually.
"Is it possible that Miss Jiang is mistaken? This aunt's family doesn't eat spicy food. If you say you don't eat spicy food, could it be that the baby in your belly belongs to someone else?"
At this time, Wang Qingyan spoke gently, her face was very gentle, and her tone seemed to be just a question of pure doubt.
But the meaning of these words is not as 'innocent' as her expression.
"Oh!" Jiang Zixing raised his head slightly and smiled towards Wang Qingyan, who was smiling gracefully across from him; "Then from what Miss Wang said, it seems that she knows a lot about this aspect? I don't know what Miss Wang thinks about the father of this child.
What do you think? Does it mean that the Xiao family has been cuckolded? And the father of this child is a maniac who loves spicy food, right?"
"Ms. Jiang is really joking. How could I possibly understand this aspect? I just heard from Miss Jiang herself that this child has such a 'special' appetite. Presumably the child's father will also have such a 'special' appetite."
, the Xiao family doesn’t eat spicy food, I just think it’s strange, could it be that Miss Jiang misremembered the child’s father?”
Wang Qingyan was already feeling happy at this time. She didn't expect that Jiang Zixing was so stupid that he would say it himself.
Humph, she wanted to see what tricks she could pull off this time.
If the child is not from the Xiao family, then there will be good things waiting for her later.