A heap formed in the bowl, and Madame Song still didn't think it was enough. "Mengmeng, what else do you like to eat? Tell Auntie."
"That honey duck is really good."
Madame Song immediately served her a piece of honey duck, and Lu Meng ate with her cheeks puffed out, looking adorably irresistible.
"Eat slowly, if it's not enough, I'll have the chef make you some more."
"Thank you, Auntie."
"You're too polite, child."
After dinner, Madame Song coaxed Song Yunchi to take Lu Meng for a walk in the garden to help digest the food.
Song Yunchi refused, unable to believe that he had fallen out of favor in just the time it took for dinner.
Feeling quite bitter, he looked at Lu Meng with a mix of warning and threat in his eyes.
The more frustrated he became, the happier Lu Meng was. Gratefully thanking Madame Song, she turned to grab Song Yunchi's hand, "Song Yunchi, did you hear that?"
"What?"
