Ling Mei put down her wine glass, picked up her chopsticks, and elegantly ate the dish Xia Qingqian had picked for her. She chewed slowly, saying, "Hmm, hmm, aside from the dishes made by the chefs in the castle, which suit my taste, your cooking also pleases my palate. Che, Qingqian, eat more."
"Mommy, where are you going? Are you finished eating?" Beitang Che asked, looking at Ling Mei as she put down her chopsticks and took a small sip of red wine, and said worriedly, "Don't just eat a little bit for the sake of keeping your figure!"
"No, mommy just drank a bit of wine and wants to rest for a while. You all continue eating slowly!" Ling Mei waved her slender hand, and Sister Chen stepped forward to support her.
When they reached Ling Mei's bedroom, Sister Chen was still a bit worried. Her heart was pounding as she whispered, "Second Madam, is this really okay? She is the woman Young Master Yao brought back. If he finds out about this..."
