What is she feeling wronged about, with food to eat and still feeling wronged.
Nan Jiaojiao threw off the covers and got out of bed, quickly washed up, changed her clothes, and went out. Her hurried steps slowed the moment the door opened, and her eyes slightly lowered, she discreetly hid the glimmer of gossip in her eyes.
She walked to the dining table, sat down, picked up her chopsticks, and pretended to chat casually, "Who among you cheated?"
Mo Tingshen made a sudden move, almost dropping the plate.
He instinctively glanced at Bo Yanching, that guy didn't even bother to give a look, busy serving his darling, and the bowl was almost overflowing.
"Sis, are you teasing your brother?"
Nan Jiaojiao didn't buy into his "devilish smile" act, she didn't say a word, kept stuffing food in her mouth, as her bright eyes focused on him.
