Chapter 1877 Duan Xiuhui

Seeing the sudden appearance of Ruan Mengmeng, Duan Xiuhui and Zhan Jiaer, who were sitting at the dining table, both showed shocked and depressed expressions.

The expression was like being accidentally swallowed by a fly, disgusting and difficult to swallow.

Zhan Mo raised his eyes, and his narrow eyes looked slightly bright when Ruan Mengmeng appeared.

Unlike the depression on Duan Xiuhui and Zhan Jia'er's faces, Zhan Mo's dark eyes had some vague expectations.

The father sitting first on the table, the mother and sister sitting on the right hand side of the father, and Zhan Mo sat on the left side.

If Mengmeng is here, he will naturally sit beside him.

Since Ruan Mianmian disappeared again, Meng Meng ignored her.

At this moment, as I did in the cottage, sitting at the same table for dinner is an extremely rare luxury for Zhan Mo.

However, when Ruan Mengmen approached and saw the seats on the table, she frowned unconsciously.

She was definitely reluctant to sit with Duan Xiuhui and Zhan Jiaer.

And Zhan Mo ...

Ruan Mengmeng's cold eyes crossed Zhan Mo's face. After a little hesitation, she walked to the table.

In the doubtful eyes of everyone, he took a chair and sat down directly at the table.

On the long western-style dining table, Zhan Yang's position is at the top, and Ruan Mengmeng sits directly opposite him, sitting far away at the other end.

Not only far away from Zhan Mo, Duan Xiuhui, Zhan Jiaer, but also away from Zhan Yang.

Duan Xiuhui's face was deep, and Zhan Jia'er's eyes were unconsciously proud. This Ruan Mengmeng knew how to be conscious.

She and them were not the same person at all, she was not qualified to appear at the table of the warring family, and sat on an equal footing with them.

At the same time, Zhan Mo's face was rushed past a wolf howl and was injured.

Mengmeng's dislike for him has reached such a point?

It was because he chose to use Ruan Mianmian in exchange for Jiaer's life. Since then, can he never be forgiven again?

Zhan Yang glanced at Ruan Mengmeng and Zhan Mo, his eyes lightened: "Butler, send all breakfast to Meng Meng."

The steward's face was stagnation. He looked at Zhan Yang in embarrassment and looked at Duan Xiuhui.

The breakfast of the warring family is as exquisite as ever.

Softly baked western-style bread, caviar, various cold cuts, oatmeal, Chinese-style pastries, and congee noodles are all on the table, almost like a buffet.

But no matter how prosperous, I was dissatisfied with this long table, enough to accommodate twenty people to dine together.

Therefore, at the table where Ruan Mengmeng sat, there were no dinner plates, empty.

It wasn't when Ruan Mengmeng was facing, Zhan Yang's eyebrows smiled away, and the coldness appeared.

He raised a pair of cold, dark eyes and looked at the steward: "Same thing, I won't say it twice."

The butler immediately soaked sweat beads on his forehead, and his back was cold and sweaty.

He quickly ordered the servants to come and move the plates.

But for two minutes, all the carefully prepared breakfasts on the entire table were piled up in front of Ruan Mengmeng.

In Duan Xiuhui and Zhan Jiaer, there are only ordinary bread, porridge, and flour that cannot be placed there.

Duan Xiuhui's complexion was dark and her thin eyebrows were tightened tightly together.

If it was not last night, Zhan Yang would warn her severely after returning to the room, ordering her to stop targeting Ruan Mengmeng.

What Duan Xiuhui is talking about now is to drive out Ruan Mengmeng, a small bitch.

However, Duan Xiuhui didn't dare to face Ruan Mengmeng immediately in front of him after a cold warning like Zhan Yang's last night, even if she was worried.

The mood in Duan Xiuhui's chest surged. After several reversals, she finally couldn't hold down her chest. She banged the glass in her left hand on the table and made a loud noise.

She stood up with a plaster bandage on her right hand: "I have a sore hand and can't eat anymore. Your family will eat slowly!"

[Updated on 10.12, see you tomorrow night ~]

The plot is developing, um ... I will push it back as soon as possible ~ forewarned, the tyrant should be able to play tomorrow

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