There are many dishes on the table. Today is the birthday of the male owner of the house, so Fang Youlan naturally made a lot, but on the long table, they can be divided into four categories.

  One is liked by Ji Chunlin, one is liked by Fang Youlan and her mother, and the other is liked by Qin Zong. Even if Ji Xiaoli were to come, Fang Youlan would not specially prepare it.

  The Ji family likes to eat spicy food, so the dishes on the table are all slightly spicy, with almost no light flavors. Ji Xuewei likes to eat seafood, so the seafood is placed in front of her, while a bowl of cold mixed seaweed salad is placed in front of Ji Xiaoli, which should be good too, but it's filled with chili sauce, looking like a red mess...

  She might have been able to eat before, but her stomach hadn't recovered in the past few days. Ji Xiaoli frowned instinctively as she looked at the bright red dish, and just then Qin Zhenyang was about to swap out the light stir-fry in front of him, but someone beat him to it. This move caused everyone at the table to look over.

  Qin Zong took the iron plate of beef in front of him and handed it over, putting the cold mixed seaweed noodles in front of him... Ji Xuewei looked at his movements and couldn't help but ask curiously: "A Zong, what's going on? You've never liked eating seaweed before, why?"

  Even though Qin Zong had only eaten a few meals in this house, Fang Youlan knew that Qin Zong liked to eat iron plate beef, so she deliberately put the iron plate beef in front of him. Unexpectedly... Had she thought wrong?

  But changing dishes, isn't this a bit too much on the table?

  At this time, only Qin Zhenyang frowned, his face full of displeasure. He now hated to throw out Qin Zheng, but Qin Zheng didn't realize his expression at all, and smiled calmly: "Not liking it before doesn't mean not liking it now... Moreover, I remember that Xiaoli's stomach is still recovering, so it's better to eat less spicy food, don't stimulate it again."

  His words were light and casual, but if Qin Zong didn't think much of it, he could have just kept it to himself, why bring it up? Ji Xuewei's face suddenly turned dark, and she asked in a low voice: "A Zong, how did you know my sister has stomach problems? Do you still remember..." She was about to ask, do you still remember the things that happened between you two in the past, otherwise how would you know her stomach is not good?

  Qin Zong somewhat impatiently interrupted her, "I met him at the hospital the day before yesterday. San Shu led a group of people to the hospital, so I knew about it. Since your stomach is not good, you definitely can't eat spicy food."

  "Are you really concerned about her..." Ji Xuewei muttered to herself, her voice wasn't loud, but Qin Zong still heard it. He didn't say anything, he just cared more, in order to attract her attention again, but at this time, there was already Third Uncle in her eyes.

  Ji Chunlin knew that Qin Zong was now the boyfriend of his eldest daughter, and he also felt a bit annoyed about their relationship. Although he glanced at them, when he saw Qin Zhenyang, he withdrew his gaze.

  The children and grandchildren have their own blessings, what can he do even if he worries? It's better to worry less and wait for the day when you hold your grandson. The little daughter insisted on this marriage, but I don't know how far it will go... After something like that happened, would the Qin family really pretend nothing happened? It's probably difficult...

  As for the thoughts of these people, Ji Xiaoli didn't bother to guess. She was indeed a bit hungry and ate a few pieces of beef with rice, but she really hated this long table. In fact, she preferred the round tables that were usually prepared when there were guests at home, where you could easily pick up any dish. Now it's limited like this.

  When she was halfway through eating, the iron plate beef in front of her was moved again. She stretched out her chopsticks and hesitated, only to find that it wasn't Qin Zong who had changed the dish this time, but her own man.

  Qin Zhenyang swapped a plate of broccoli with the iron plate beef, putting the latter in his own position. His face still had some resentment, but it wasn't entirely directed at his wife. "Always eating beef is also good for a change, this broccoli tastes okay, goes well with rice! What do you want to eat, I'll serve you."

  Ji Xuewei sat next to a man, but he seemed to have ignored her presence long ago, his eyes wandering around elsewhere. She was so angry that she gritted her teeth, and even though there were dishes she liked to eat, she had no appetite at all, and was fed up with the whole meal.

  "My brother-in-law is really hurting my sister, with such a small table, if you want to eat something, you can't even reach it..." Ji Xuewei said with a sarcastic tone after enduring for so long.

  Ji Xiaoli was delighted and smiled at her husband, saying: "Look, we've already earned hatred points just from eating a meal... Xuewei is saying that you're too used to me, be careful or I'll leave you in the future and won't even know how to pick up vegetables."

  It goes without saying.

  Everyone seemed to be waiting for Qin Zhenyang's response, and Ji Xuewei thought he would remain silent. In their circle, she had heard rumors of Qin San's indifference towards women, but why did he have a soft spot for this particular woman? She couldn't understand why he was so indulgent towards her. Unconsciously, it seemed that she also hoped to receive such warmth.

  But little did she know, Qin Zhenyang calmly picked up a piece of salmon meat with his chopsticks for her. He smiled and said, "What's this 'hate value' you're talking about? I don't quite understand it. However, taking care of my own wife, adding food to her bowl, seems like a very normal thing to do, even if it's for a lifetime, I'm willing to...". He turned his head and glanced at Ji Xiaoli with a playful expression, saying: "Of course, you can say that getting used to it is also the same, whether it's feeding or being fed, it's just a matter of interest between husband and wife, nothing more."

  "Just shut up and eat!" Ji Xiaoli looked at her father with a teasing gaze, her ears flushing bright red. She deliberately picked the largest broccoli from the bowl in front of her and stuffed it into Qin Zhenyang's mouth, effectively silencing him, otherwise he would have continued to talk nonsense.

  Qin Zhenyang didn't think there was anything wrong with this, and instead smiled complacently, provokingly smiling at his nephew and rival Qin Zhong. His eyes were self-explanatory, his wife's heart was full of him, otherwise why would she personally feed him by hand?

  Showing affection is going to get you struck by lightning, especially in front of those two who are engaged but not on the same page!

  What is so-called husband and wife romance?

  Ji Xuewei thought for a moment, gritting her teeth in secret pain. Why had Qin Zong never done anything like this to her before? Except when she took the initiative, Qin Zong's attitude towards her was not even as polite as treating her with respect...

  Ji Xuewei felt that asking this was purely self-inflicted humiliation, her face flushing bright red. Just as she wanted to say something, Qin Zong's warning gaze had already swept over.

  This meal was eaten with some people feeling happy, others bitter, and of course, there were also those who had a murderous heart after eating... But all this has nothing to do with Ji Xiaoli. After finishing the meal, Ji Xiaoli's mood is still okay, he doesn't feel like moving either, leaning on the sofa to digest, stretching out his hand to poke Qin Zhenyang's belly: "You only ate one and a half bowls of white rice today, you must not be full yet?"

  Compared to the three large bowls of rice at home, one and a half bowls must be insufficient for her... Could it be that she's full from anger? This can't be, right? The person who can make Qin San Ye angry hasn't been born yet.

  Qin Zhenyang grasped the small hand that was moving around, placed it in his palm and rubbed it vigorously twice, exhaled a mouthful of turbid air, and smiled: "Can I still starve myself? Just now, I accompanied your dad to drink a big cup of white wine, and now I'm not hungry... even if I'm really hungry, going back to eat some later is the same."

  But if you really want to eat something, only Qin San Ye knows. Don't bother with dim sum and the like, but this little guy in front of us might be worth considering.

  Ji Xiaoli still didn't know what this person was thinking, looking at his expressionless face, she asked in puzzlement: "You've drunk so much, but your face isn't red at all... My dad drank less than you, but his face is flushed like a monkey's. To be honest, it's rare to see him drink so much at home."

  There are rarely guests at home, Ji Chunlin is a bit of a straight-laced person and doesn't have many friends, so even if there's good wine at home, he wouldn't bother drinking it alone... Today, with two sons-in-law present, he naturally had to drink a little, but he was also being sly, his own cup would always be just the right amount, and whenever the sons-in-law drank quickly, he'd refill their cups quickly too. As a result, today Qin Zhenyang ended up drinking the most.

  "Are you drunk?" The man's eyes narrowed slightly, his neck resting on her shoulder, the two of them very close, she could still smell the strong alcohol emanating from him.

  The man's voice was tinged with a few degrees of hoarseness and low tone, inexplicably "en" for a moment, the deep eyes lazily narrowed, the smile at the corner of his lips slowly opened: "Do you think I'm drunk or not?"

  The man's hand was still wrapped around hers, his fingertips with thin calluses lightly scratching the palm of her hand, giving her a slightly itchy and inexplicable feeling. She giggled and intentionally stretched out her hand to scratch his palm: "I know you're not drunk, or else you wouldn't have the mind to do these little actions!"

  She certainly didn't forget that this man's greatest strength was his ability to deceive people, and he did it with precision! Looking at his eyes, they seemed a bit unfocused, but Ji Xiao Li knew that this man was now sober, and probably none of the three men in the house were as clear-headed as him.

  "Clever little girl! But I'd rather get drunk myself, that way I can do something under the influence!" The man's eyes were burning with desire, and his implied meaning was all too obvious.

  But at this time she was not at home, if she could let her go wild, she must be crazy!

  "Get up!" The flush on Ji Xiao Li's face had not yet faded, she stretched out her knee and deliberately bumped him with some force, letting him collect himself, and also sat up straight, reaching out to adjust someone's head.

  Qin Zhenyang looked at his little wife, who was tense with fear of being discovered, and smiled: "What are you afraid of? We're a legitimate couple, even if we really do something, there's nothing wrong...and your family members saw it, they'll just think our relationship is good." He leaned in close and whispered in her ear: "Who knows, maybe your good sister will see it, and accidentally get angry to the point of having an affair...isn't that even better?"

  Is showing affection really that big of a deal? Ji Xiao Li turned her head and glared at him, just as she saw Ji Chun Lin walk out of the adjacent room, clearing his throat quietly. Nevertheless, he spoke in an earnest tone: "You're really something! If such a thing were true, I'd probably laugh so hard in my sleep that I'd wake myself up..."

  Qin Zhenyang's expression turned serious as he looked at his young wife, and when he saw his father-in-law approaching, his eyes also cleared up.

  "I know what you're worried about. Your father can't put his heart at ease, but both of them are his daughters after all. However, that younger daughter of his isn't someone who listens to him in everything. If something happens, you don't have to blame yourself either. We promised him we'd give her a chance, and if anything really happens, it's just her own doing." Qin Zhenyang said calmly, and if there really comes a day when his little wife is troubled, he wouldn't mind taking care of that trouble personally.

  Ji Xiaoli nodded slightly.

  "Since we've come all the way here, I'll go to the study with your dad and chat for a bit. I felt like he wanted to talk to me during dinner, and it would be impolite to leave abruptly now... You sit on the sofa for a while, I should be out soon." Qin Zhenyang was a man who knew how to read people's faces, which was inseparable from his training in the reconnaissance troops back then. Even though he didn't need to do so with his current identity and status, it had become second nature to him.

  Ji Xiaoli naturally hoped that the relationship between her husband and father could be improved, so she agreed: "You two have a good chat, I'll go outside to watch TV and pass the time... However, my dad usually talks about very formal things, like those news stories, if you can keep up with him then do so, otherwise..."

  As a rigid old professor, it's really not easy to have a conversation with him.

  Qin Zhenyang looked at his worried wife and couldn't help but smile, reaching out to gently rub her soft long hair: "I know, don't worry. But sometimes I think you should trust my abilities more. If your husband can't even handle a conversation, then he's really too useless."