Qingting happened to be sitting opposite Leng's mother. When he raised his head, he saw her staring at him coldly with anger on her face.
She just ignored it, reached for two pieces of toast, took a few slices of cucumber, two slices of ham, put some salad on it, and a simple sandwich was ready, "Who wants to eat?"
"Me." The little girl raised her right hand high, her face full of joy.
Leng's mother had a serious face, "Doudou, you have a weak stomach, drink more millet porridge, don't eat some messy things, which will ruin your body."
Qingting's hand that he handed out froze and he raised his eyebrows. He was so angry this early in the morning. Could it be that he was in menopause?
Little Yunxi didn't seem to notice anything, and her smile was very sweet, "I just like to eat the sandwiches made by mommy, they are so delicious."
She grabbed the sandwich from her mother's hand, took a big bite, and smiled with satisfaction.
Qingting smiled back, took the bread handed over by Qi Rui, and ate it with big mouthfuls.
She never looked at Leng's mother or spoke to her from beginning to end, and it became a natural habit.
In the past seven years, Leng's mother had been very cold to her and treated her as if she were invisible.
At the beginning, she was sad, sad, embarrassed, embarrassed, and in pain. Gradually she lost all feeling, and finally she learned to ignore Leng Mu's existence.
Leng's mother was slapped in the face in public, and her face turned blue with anger. "You..."
Leng Zongkai frowned and his voice rose a few degrees, "Eat more early in the morning and talk less."
His tone hinted at displeasure. Who could stand making noise so early in the morning and not allowing people to eat?
He really couldn't understand his wife's thoughts. In the past, she was cold, violent and indifferent. He was like a living dead and was not interested in anything.
Now that Qi Rui is back, my wife seems to have come to life, but she has begun to struggle.
A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea, so elusive.
Being suppressed by the head of the family, Leng's mother did not cause any trouble even though she was unhappy in her heart. She took great care of her son and kept bringing food to Qirui so that he could eat more, showing her sincere love for her son.
"Qirui, go out with mommy later. I haven't been back for a long time. How much has changed?"
Qi Rui hesitated for a moment, feeling a little embarrassed.
"I'm very busy these days. I'll give it a try in a few days."
Leng's mother's face fell. Leng Zongkai saw this and sighed in his heart. The old wife is still so simple and puts everything on her face. Is this a good thing or a bad thing?
"You want to take over those dozen companies, can you do it all by yourself?"
Qi Rui felt like a mirror in his mind, "No matter how busy I am, I have to do it, and no one can help me."
Leng Zongkai chinned slightly, feeling reassured about his son's ability. After all, he had polished it with his own hands.
"Hold on for another ten years, the little stone will grow up, and you will have helpers."
When father and son talk about official matters, they are serious and no one else can get in the way.
Leng's mother's mind was diverted and she forgot about her anger just now. She took a meat bun and said, "Doudou, your favorite meat bun is thin in skin and full of filling. It's delicious."
The little girl glanced at it, curled her lips, and put the bun back.
Leng's mother was stunned for a moment, "Don't you like eating? Then what do you want to eat? Grandma will give it to you."
She had forgotten the unhappiness she had just felt and was focused on making her precious granddaughter happy.
The little girl pointed to the food in front of Qingting, "Mommy, I want to eat the golden cake."
Qingting couldn't help but want to laugh. This child is really a ghost. "Okay, don't waste it."