Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At the dinner table, the atmosphere was very tranquil.
Qiao Fei didn’t see her twin sons. She looked around, then asked Mu Zhenming, “Zhenming, where are Qi Chu and Qi Lian?”
Mu Zhenming paused, and his eyes swept across Qiao Jin, who was looking at the tableware and chopsticks. He imdiately retracted his gaze. “They went out with friends.”
In reality, they simply did not want to see Qiao Jin.
After all, as their father, he knew quite clearly what their opinions were. They had nothing but resentnt towards Qiao Jin for monopolizing Qiao Fei’s love for 20 years, so they were especially hostile towards her.
Today, they’d lost their tempers upon finding out that Qian Jin was coming back that night, but they dared not throw tantrums in front of Qiao Fei. Instead, they found an excuse to go out.
Qiao Fei was a bit disappointed and then sowhat dissatisfied, and she mumbled, “They don’t even co back to see their sister.”
Even though they were not blood relations, she had raised her.
Before Qiao Jin had co back, Qiao Fei had already wanted to introduce them to each other, but her sons were unwilling to et her, no matter what.
Qiao Jin waved her hand. “Ah, Feifei, don’t worry about these trivial matters. We’ll see them tomorrow morning, so don’t worry.”
Mu Zhenming was speechless.
When he heard her call her Feifei, the corner of his eyes twitched.
The servants’ hands were shaking, almost dropping the bowls and chopsticks they were holding.
After a week of ill-treatnt, Qiao Fei had beco numb to being called Feifei. She was simply curious. “Xiao Jin, how do you know that you will see your brothers tomorrow morning?”
Qiao Jin said, “I can tell simply by pinching my fingers.”
Qiao Fei was shocked.
Crazy. She imdiately clamped her mouth shut.
Mu Zhenming remained silent.
Feeling ill at ease for so inexplicable reason, he lost his appetite.
The mont he’d seen Qiao Fei bring Qiao Jin back, he already started to feel bad.
It was just a hunch, so he couldn’t determine exactly why he felt that way.
The Mu family ate their als separately. Even Chinese als were served individually, and there were no shared dishes.
Qiao Fei was still concerned about Qiao Jin. “Xiao Jin, does the food suit your appetite?”
Qiao Jin said, “It’s alright.”
She rely ate food for the purpose of sustaining life. The taste was quite decent, but compared to what she used to eat, it was nowhere near as delicious.
After all, there was a ton of delicious food with spiritual auras back then. The natural aroma then wasn’t sothing that modern-day food could compare to.
If it wasn’t for Mu Zhenming’s exceptionally good manners, he wouldn’t have been able to resist the urge to snicker.
The Mu family’s primary chef was a three-star Michelin chef, and even those who made Chinese dishes were internationally distinguished chefs. Yet according to Qiao Jin, the food was rely decent.
Qiao Fei also chuckled awkwardly. She realized that Qiao Jin was difficult to talk to now, and, afraid of her talking nonsense again, she dared not ask any more questions.
When it was almost ti to finish up, Qiao Fei raised the question of Qiao Jin’s studies. “Xiao Jin, you can’t keep missing school. I requested a month’s leave of absence for you. When the ti cos, you still have to go to school. Okay?”
Qiao Jin said, “Sure.”
Upon seeing that she readily agreed, Qiao Fei was relieved.
Fortunately, there was still so ti left. If Qiao Jin spent this ti recovering from her illness, her mind should be able to return to its normal state, right?
Mu Zhenming did not express his opinion. After the al, he elegantly wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin. “I’m done eating. I will go upstairs to work.”
Qiao Fei smiled and waved. “Go ahead, Zhenming.”
Qiao Jin also nodded and said, “Go ahead, Zhenming. Work hard.”
Qiao Fei’s smile stiffened again.
Mu Zhenming had just got up, and he nearly lost his balance. Using the table to support himself, he closed his eyes for a mont, then cald himself down. He walked upstairs feeling uneasy inside.
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