"Okay, okay, don't say these words. We are all sisters. Don't get hurt and repay..." Qin Ruotao quickly smoothed things over in the middle, and then urged: "Drink the soup, it's so good.
I’m afraid that the fish soup I drank won’t be able to close your little mouths…”
Mo Xi smiled lightly: "Yes, sister, drink it while it's hot. Let's not let down Er Niang's kindness..."
Mo Lan watched Mo Xi pick up the bowl and drink it, and became really nervous. She always felt that the second lady and the third sister were not so kind, and maybe there was something fishy hidden in the soup. While Mo Xi drank the fish soup with relish,
Qin Ruotao and her daughter looked at each other, with a sneer on their lips.
"Er Niang, you guys want to drink too..." Mo Xi did not forget to greet everyone warmly. The eldest lady Mo Yingluo rolled her eyes at Mo Xi again, then picked up the bowl and started to sip gracefully with a spoon.
It was an out-and-out Hongmen Banquet. When the Second Madam thought her conspiracy had succeeded, her attitude gradually cooled down. When she looked at the eyes of sisters Mo Xi and Mo Lan, they once again returned to their old contempt.
Mo Xi turned a blind eye and ate and drank openly. The chopsticks in his hands elegantly picked up the dishes on the plate. His mouth never stopped, and he didn't care at all about the strange looks from outsiders.
"You are so thin, but you can eat quite a bit..." The third lady who had been silent could no longer hold back her words. The hatred in her eyes was obvious, and she couldn't help but secretly thought that Mo Xi was a fool. What happened yesterday
Seriously, did she really think her second wife would invite her sisters over for a banquet?
"Third sister, don't think I'm thin. I still have meat where there should be meat. I've eaten a little too much today. That's because Third Sister is about to get married. As a sister, I'm naturally happy for you.
When you are in a good mood, you will naturally eat more..." Mo Xi chuckled casually with a touch of teasing.
Mo Yunshi claps the table excitedly, and the plates and bowls on the table tremble. Her almost roaring voice echoes in the Yangxin Pavilion: "You bitch, I said I won't let this matter go.
To tell you the truth..."
"Yun Shi..." Qin Ruotao shouted coldly and decisively interrupted her daughter's next words. No matter what, this matter cannot be exposed to the light, otherwise it will get out of hand if it reaches the ears of the master.
Mo Yunshi also regained some sense and swallowed the words on her lips, but still did not forget to glare at Mo Xi fiercely.
In fact, Mo Xi knew it all too well, but how could the mother and daughter know that they would harm themselves instead of harming others? They were afraid that their eldest and second cousins conspired to harm them. They should also let themselves taste the fruits of this evil.