“No.” Meng Yao’s heart jumped, feeling sour. She slapped her chopsticks on the table, “Why should I feed her? Did her mother feed us when she locked us up? Brother, you’re not angry at me for this, are you?”
Meng Chi said nothing and quickly walked out. Meng Yao followed, suppressing her anger.
She saw him stride to the backyard, kick open the door without unlocking it, and when she hurried after him, she saw him carrying Yuan Ning out, her head tilted to the side, unconscious.
In that instant, Meng Yao clearly saw the compassion in her brother’s eyes, and her heart tightened. This bitch must die!
After waiting a while longer, Meng Yao noticed he had no intention of coaxing her. In her disappointment, she said, “Didn’t you say Sun Jiagong wants to marry me? I’ll marry him!”
Meng Yao was already nineteen. Meng Chi had shown her several marriage proposals, but she hadn’t liked any. He had decided to support her for life if she never found someone she liked.
Sun Jiagong, his deputy in the Xiaoyun Guard, was smart, capable, and had been attentive to Meng Yao. Despite her previous disinterest, she suddenly brought him up.
Meng Chi, surprised, nodded, “Okay, I’ll tell him tomorrow.”
“You!” Meng Yao burst into tears and ran away, covering her face before he could ask.
Meng Chi wanted to chase after her but looked back at Ruan Ning instead.
She was holding an empty bowl, carefully scraping rice grains from its edge with a spoon. Her head was lowered, revealing a soft layer of downy hair on her scalp.
Meng Chi chuckled softly, bringing the porridge pot from the outer room and placing it on the table beside her bed. He chased after Meng Yao, but she had locked the door and refused to come out.
When he returned, Ruan Ning had finished the pot of porridge and was now leaning on the table with teary eyes, feeling defeated. She had nearly fainted from hunger and then caused herself stomach pain by eating too quickly. It seemed like she had stepped into the role of a comedic character, delicate and sensitive, bursting into tears over the slightest embarrassment.
Meng Chi laughed, sitting beside her and watching her struggle to digest.
