The Young Master's Bride

Li Mumu and Li Nancheng did not move their chopsticks either.

Li Ximing took the chopsticks and, adhering to the principle of not wasting food, began to eat.

His son and his two grandsons were picky and unreasonable people. His own chef was an old man. They would not eat the food cooked by an outsider.

When they ate outside, they would always eat at the same few fixed places.

The atmosphere suddenly froze and became awkward. Ye qingge felt extremely uncomfortable, but she could not say anything.

On one hand, this was just how they were. Wen Wen had good intentions, but she could not fit in.

“Wen Wen, sit down and eat. I’ll cook!” Ye qingge sighed. She must find a house and move out tomorrow.

Ye qingge went to the kitchen, and ye Wenwen was about to sit on ye qingge’s chair, with li beixiao on one side and Li Mumu on the other ...

“Aunty, that’s my mom’s seat!” Li Mumu’s small eyes were sharp and she could see everything clearly.

By right, ye qingge should be sitting next to li Nancheng. Just now, it was li Mumu who pulled the chair over and made her sit. His purpose was self-evident.

Ye Wenwen’s body stiffened and she didn’t sit down. She either sat on li Mumu’s side or sat on the opposite side of li Nancheng.

She smiled awkwardly. If it were someone else, they might have found an excuse to leave, such as helping out in the kitchen. However, ye Wenwen sat down beside li Nancheng.

Li Nancheng was about to speak but was stopped by Li Ximing. In any case, he was giving face to ye qingge.

Li Ximing had his own plans for some things.

The sweet and sour ribs were done very quickly. Ye qingge made a stir-fried meat. When it was served, the three men only had their chopsticks and ate the two dishes.

Ye Wenwen was eating with her head down, her hands holding the chopsticks trembling. Ye qingge saw this and felt very upset.

After dinner, ye qingge was pulled away by li Mumu, who had wanted to comfort ye Wenwen.

Li beixiao was sitting in the living room, looking at his mobile phone. Li Nancheng was playing games. Ye Wenwen had cut up some fruits and placed them on the low table. She also sat on the sofa and used a fork to give a piece of Apple to li beixiao.

“Mr. Li, I bought this Apple today. It’s very sweet. Try it!” Her little face was a little red, and she didn’t feel embarrassed at all from being ignored at the dinner table.

“You’re such an annoying woman. My uncle doesn’t eat apples!”

Li Nancheng did not like ye Wenwen, and his wife even quarreled with him.

the grapes here are also very sweet ...

Ye Wenwen changed the grapes and handed them over. From beginning to end, li Beizhen did not even look at her.

“Don’t think that I don’t know what you’re doing here. My wife is stupid, but the Li family is not. You just need to be good. Don’t cook in the future, it’s a waste of our food!”

Li Nancheng’s temper flared up at the thought of his wife getting angry at him because of this woman.

Her words were very blunt and happened to be heard by ye qingge, who was going downstairs.

Ye Wenwen stood up in a panic. She did not know what to do. Her feet were in a mess, and she fell on li beixiao’s lap, who was looking at his mobile phone ...

Li Bei picked up his phone. It was a message from flame. He had been so focused on reading Feng Yan’s movements these past two days that he hadn’t noticed.