Chapter 4090 What to do if you are always belittled (12)

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Besides, she quite liked the fried bamboo shoot slices and chicken soup on the table. Feng Chunli's cooking skills were pretty good, so she didn't plan to eat out and come back.

Feng Chunli watched Qian Yan sit on the dining table with a bowl, and there was a secret expectation in her heart.

They say they are picky eaters, isn’t this girl very picky? She has been a picky eater since she was a child, and eating bamboo shoots and chicken soup every time seemed to kill her.

She didn't believe it, and she couldn't change the other person's picky eating habit.

"I made chicken soup today. It's very nutritious. Drink more." Feng Chunli said this and had already poured a large spoonful of chicken soup into the Qianyan bowl. There were large pieces of chicken in it. If it were Lu Yi, he might be feeling uncomfortable right now.

Qian Yan didn't intend to refuse. She ate things she didn't like before, showing them with practical actions that she was no longer picky about food.

So, is it normal that there will be things they don’t like in the meals she cooks from now on?

We all need to change our picky eating habits.

Qian Yan handed the bowl over, not disgusted with the large spoonful of chicken soup at all, and commented: "It's very fragrant."

Feng Chunli seemed to have seen a ghost and almost knocked over the spoon. Fortunately, Qian Yan reacted quickly and collected all the chicken soup into the bowl. She ate it under the surprised look of the other party, without seeming to be forced at all.

She didn't seem to notice Feng Chunli's gaze, and picked up another chopstick of bamboo shoots: "It's very crispy. Mom's cooking skills have improved."

Feng Chunli felt unhappy because she was obviously praised. This was different from what she thought.

Qian Yan noticed the other party's complicated expression and didn't quite understand this kind of mentality.

Feng Chunli wants to talk about not accepting disgusting things, so that people should not be picky eaters. Now that I have accepted it, the other party is still not happy, and there is something wrong with it.

After meal.

"I have noticed a young man recently. His family situation is not bad, he is very down-to-earth, and he is a man who knows how to live a good life. I have already given you your social media account, and you will agree to it when the time comes." Feng Chunli said.

"Let's chat first, and then find an opportunity to meet." Lu Pinghai added, "Don't be too picky. By the way, dye your hair back before the meeting. It will deduct points for your impression if you make it so flashy. Show yourself more and have a better attitude."

Qian Yan didn't answer these words, peeled the apple and sighed at the two of them.

Feng Chunli and Lu Pinghai both looked at her. Lu Pinghai frowned and asked, "What are you sighing for?"

"Sigh for myself." Qian Yan said, "Why didn't you make me a boy? If I were a boy, there would be a bunch of women asking to marry me in a low-key manner."

"If our family is rich enough, it doesn't matter if it's a girl. Someone else will be begging to come in."

Lu Yi suddenly realized: No matter what, it's their problem!

What a wonderful idea, sir!

"It's a pity that you neither gave me a boy nor a rich man." Qian Yan said calmly, but with regret, "Girls' lives are really hard."

"Mom and Dad, don't be angry. I'm not blaming you, I'm just lamenting that this is your fate."

"Sometimes I can't help but dream that if I am a rich girl, I will definitely not be picked on by others. They must be here to please me. But I really don't mean to blame you, I just can't help but think about it."

"Don't mind me. I just think it's too difficult to be a girl, and it's dragging you all down to please men."

"Mom and Dad, eat apples." Qian Yan handed the fruit plate with four apples to them.

Before the two of them came back to their senses, their eyes turned dark when they looked at the four apples. Why did they want to eat two more apples?

See you tomorrow

(End of chapter)