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Chapter 683: Chapter 675: The Drama Continues Chapter 683: Chapter 675: The Drama Continues So, Wei Jiani was raised by Wei Tian that way, and it must be said, it was absolutely, one hundred percent heredity.

Otherwise, if they have the same mother, how could their temperaments be so drastically different?

Tang Zhinian pinched his son’s face, “Yeah, you’ve grown up, becoming a big boy now.”

Chengcheng puffed out his little chest, looking quite proud of himself.

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“Let’s go, time to eat.”

After drying his son’s hair a bit more with the towel, Tang Zhinian felt Chengcheng’s hair was almost dry and then led his son out.

“Sister.”

Chengcheng spotted Tang Yuxin, who was setting plates at the table, at a glance.

He ran over with his little chubby legs, moving very quickly.

“You’ve grown taller, haven’t you?” Tang Yuxin measured her brother’s height with her hand, and indeed, he had grown.

The little one had finally become a big kid, and clearly, he was a lot taller than other children his age.

After all, both of their parents were quite tall, so it was natural for him not to be short.

One could already tell he was going to be tall and lanky in the future.

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“Are you hungry?” Tang Yuxin patted her brother’s head, knowing that they couldn’t have had much good food in the car.

By now, they must be very hungry, especially since Chengcheng was still a child, growing fast and couldn’t afford to be hungry.

“Yeah, pretty hungry.”

Chengcheng held his little belly, truly feeling starved, especially after seeing all the dishes on the table.

He swallowed hard, eyeing all the delicious food that he liked.

Of course, everything was to his liking, as these were also his sister’s favorite dishes.

They were close siblings after all, so naturally, they shared the same tastes.

“Dad.”

Tang Yuxin looked up and smiled at Tang Zhinian.

Yes, it was wonderful that her dad hadn’t changed at all, still looking like a young and charming, middle-aged man.

However, Ren Li at home must be feeling the pressure, for who wouldn’t feel flustered having a husband who only seemed to be getting younger and more charming?

“Your hair has gotten long.”

Tang Zhinian touched his daughter’s hair.

“It’s good that it’s long; now you look like a proper young lady.

Don’t imitate those tomboys who make themselves look androgynous.

A girl should look like a girl, understand?”

“Dad, I know.”

Tang Yuxin tugged at her own hair, for she certainly knew all that and, after all, she was truly ladylike and wouldn’t act manly.

“Let’s eat first; I’ll go dish out the food.”

Tang Yuxin had already reheated all the dishes.

She had done this very discreetly so that no one else would know what she was doing.

Otherwise, she feared her table full of dishes wouldn’t have survived intact.

She asked her brother to sit tight, then went inside to serve the rice.

It was just the three of them, plus Chengcheng, and with such a big table full of dishes, it was surely enough for them to have a full meal that night.

No sooner had Tang Zhinian felt ready to eat and begun to pick up some dishes with his chopsticks to put into his bowl, than two people appeared from afar, rushing over as if they were souls starved to death in their past lives and headed straight to the table.

They didn’t even look for chopsticks but started grabbing food with their hands.

Chengcheng’s chopsticks, holding his noodles, fell onto the table as he stared dumbfounded at the two women who were eating as if they were starving ghosts.

Gu Ning proved to have foresight; he picked up a plate on which a little of every dish had been placed.

Although it was just a little of each, the fact that there were many dishes meant that it all added up.

This full plate of food was enough to fill the stomach of Chengcheng, the growing boy.

“Let’s go inside to eat.”

Gu Ning, holding the plate in one hand and gripping Chengcheng’s small hand with the other, led him into the room to eat.

Let the adults deal with the stuff outside; Chengcheng was just a child, and all he needed to do was eat his meal.

As for Gu Ning, he was still an outsider, so he didn’t get involved.

Chengcheng slid off the chair and trotted after Gu Ning.

Gu Ning closed the door, and the inside became much quieter.

No matter how loud the noise outside, it couldn’t be heard in here.

“There, eat up.”

Gu Ning placed the plate he was holding in front of Chengcheng.

“Thank you, brother.”

Chengcheng picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat his meal.

He was just a child, so the affairs outside didn’t concern him, and with Gu Ning there to accompany him, he enjoyed his food very much.

And the food was good too—all dishes he liked.

He loved fish the most, and Gu Ning had given him plenty of deboned fish.

The pieces were just the right size to fit into his small mouth.

Outside, Tang Yuxin was still eating, focusing on a plate of food in front of her and not touching any of the other dishes.

Sang Zhilan and her daughter were truly starving.

They used their hands to grab the food and started eating, taking several bites to ease their hunger, before they started looking less like reincarnated starving ghosts.

“Tang Yuxin, get a serving of rice for me,”

Wei Jiani wiped her mouth with her sleeve, “And remember, give me an extra helping of rice.”

“Yuxin, get me a bowl too.

How can you not call me when the rice is ready?

What kind of daughter does that?”

“Exactly,” Wei Jiani took another piece of meat with her hand, stuffed it into her mouth, and chewed away, her mouth slick with grease.

At that moment, Tang Yuxin truly felt that Jin Wenhan must be blind.

To be able to keep eating in the presence of such a woman, not starving to death or losing his appetite, anyone who could tolerate this type of woman was truly talented.

“Hurry up, what are you, dead?”

Seeing that Tang Yuxin hadn’t moved for a while, Wei Jiani cursed, not forgetting to keep stuffing rice into her mouth.

Then, suddenly, she spotted a pair of chopsticks conveniently placed in front of her.

It seemed that luck was on her side.

Aside from the chopsticks, there was also white rice.

Truly starving and dizzy with hunger, she reached out eagerly for the chopsticks, grabbing them forcefully with one hand and with the other hand grasping the bowl of rice.

However, when she yanked the chopsticks and rice toward her, her eyes widened suddenly, meeting a pair of cold, angry eyes.

With a clatter, the bowl she was holding fell to the ground, spilling all the big white rice grains on the floor.

“Nini, what are you doing?”

Upon seeing the rice on the floor, Sang Zhilan felt incredibly distressed.

Those who had never known hunger couldn’t understand the feeling and certainly didn’t cherish food the same way.

As she bent down to pick up the chopsticks from the floor, she noticed a pair of large feet had appeared in front of her without her knowing.

They were a man’s feet.

Shiny polished leather shoes, and they looked very expensive.

She had seen them in a mall before, set her eyes on them instantly but was put off by the high price tag.

She had wanted to buy them for Wei Tian, and she could accept the price if it started with three digits; she would have gritted her teeth and purchased them, but the price of these shoes started with four digits.