Yin Xiao frowned, wondering what was wrong with her.

But he wouldn't say something with low emotional intelligence like "You can't cut it yourself?" and took her plate to cut the steak for her.

Du Ranran was elated and deliberately raised her voice: "Thank you, you are so considerate."

Wen Muyao's table was not far from theirs. She heard the sound and looked over. She was a little surprised to see Yin Xiao cutting steak for Du Ranran.

It's really rare for such a high-ranking person to actually serve others, but only Du Ranran can make him do this.

Seeing her staring there, Fu Lin knocked on the table with a knife: "Look what they are doing, do you want that too? I'll help you cut it."

"No, no, no." Wen Muyao waved her hands quickly. "I can cut it myself."

"It doesn't matter." Fu Lin said with a smile, "You should also have what others have."

"..."

Wen Muyao was stunned for a moment before his knife even cut into the steak.

"It doesn't matter, you should also have what others have..." Her mother also said this to her many years ago.

She was only twelve years old at the time, and her mother went to a club to accompany her to drink and make money. She was harassed by a customer. She felt sorry for her mother and said, "Mom, please stop doing this job and find another one."

At that time, my mother was not severely tortured by cancer. She was wearing a dress, her hair was pulled high, and she was as beautiful as a fairy. When she looked at her, her eyes were full of tenderness and doting.

"No, my mother's education is low. Only by doing this kind of work can I make a lot of money. My mother wants to make a lot of money, and then send us to study dance and piano in a distant place."

"No need! It doesn't matter if I don't learn those things!"

When she saw other children learning those things before, she was a little envious and mentioned it, but she didn't expect her mother to be interested.

"It doesn't matter." Mom touched her head and said with a smile, "What other children have, we also want to have."

"..."

"……distant?"

Fu Lin stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, and said in a panic: "Why are you crying?"

"I cried?"

Wen Muyao came back to his senses, touched his face, and found tears on his hand, and couldn't help but be startled.

Seeing her like this, Fu Lin looked increasingly worried: "What happened to you just now? What did you think of?"

"I……"

She was about to answer when she saw Yin Xiao walking over angrily from the corner of her eye and couldn't help but pause.

What's wrong with him? He's so angry. Who has offended him?

"Wen Muyao!"

Yin Xiao came to the table and looked at the tears on her face, her face was very gloomy.

He turned to Fu Lin: "What did you do to her? Why did she cry!"

Fu Lin saw the anger surging around him, and he seemed to be blocking Wen Muyao behind him, and there was a hint of scrutiny in his eyes.

"What I did to her has nothing to do with Mr. Yin. Yin Xiao and Miss Du were enjoying their meal, so it would be inappropriate to interfere in our affairs." He said in a playful tone.

So right!

Du Ranran gave him 10,000 likes for this sentence.

Wen Muyao suddenly cried just now. Yin Xiao frowned instantly. She immediately got up and walked over there, completely ignoring that she was still sitting next to him. She was so angry that she was dying!

Yin Xiao stared at Fu Lin and asked without thinking, "Why can't I interfere with her business?"

He pulled Wen Muyao up, and there was a hint of panic in his tone that he didn't even notice: "What's wrong with him? Why are you crying?"

"..."

Wen Muyao is as big as two heads.

Just now I was moved by the scene and cried when I thought of my mother, but now I no longer have those sad emotions, I just feel that this situation is very bad.
Chapter completed!