"Everyone, sit down and eat."
Tang Xiaomin said, and after she sat down, Pan Jie and Meng Yi also sat down first.
After that, Zhang Meiyu and the others sat down one after another.
Pan Jie took a bite and couldn't help but praise,
"Xiaomin, your cooking is really good, as good as the chef my family hired."
What was said without intention, was taken to heart by the listener.
Tang Ye immediately became unhappy.
"What do you mean by that? How can her cooking be the same as your family's chef?"
Pan Jie felt inexplicable.
"It's true, my family's chef was hired at great expense, he's not simple at all. Our whole family is very polite to him, for fear that if he's unhappy and quits, we won't get to eat good food."
Compared to this, the Tang family had treated Tang Xiaomin too poorly.
The faces of the three members of the Tang family showed a hint of shame. They all held their chopsticks, silent and motionless, wondering what they were thinking.
Tang Xiaomin said faintly, "Let's eat. It won't taste good if it gets cold."
Only then did the three members of the Tang family start to use their chopsticks.
However, Tang Ye was clearly distracted.
Tang Yu just focused on drinking the pig trotter soup.
As for Zhang Meiyu, while eating, she secretly wiped away tears.
It was as if this was a last meal, and they all ate with great pain.
Because they all knew that Tang Xiaomin made this meal because her two brothers had beaten someone for her and were taken to the police station.
As family, as older brothers, it was only natural for them to stand by her and support her.
She was too polite, even cooking the meal herself.
Eating the food she made, they felt deeply ashamed.
Meng Yiren silently watched the unusual side of the Tang family, and she began to understand what Tang Xiaomin had told her earlier.
What she was doing now was already very close to that goal.
...
"Okay."
Without delay, Tang Xiaomin took Pan Jie and drove to the largest shopping mall in Modu.
In the passenger seat, Pan Jie hesitated to speak, holding back her words.
During her stay at the Tang family's house, she had noticed something strange. She had been waiting for Tang Xiaomin to tell her, but she never did.
As they went around a bend, Pan Jie suddenly shouted, "Watch out!"
Screech...
The sound of tires frictioning the ground seemed to tear through the air. The car executed a one-hundred-and-eighty-degree turn on the main road and stopped steadily.
Tang Xiaomin looked around, unable to see anything on the road.
"What did you want me to be careful about just now? Where is it?"
Pan Jie was scared and patted her chest, trying to calm herself. This was not a normal person's reaction, was it?
On the other hand, Tang Xiaomin's face was not flushed, and her heart was not racing. She was as if nothing had happened.
"Xiaomin, we almost got into a car accident. Aren't you scared, aren't you nervous? Isn't that too calm?"
"Oh... I'm driving, and I have a good sense of control. I'm not afraid, so why are you scared? You're just too timid, you need practice."
Tang Xiaomin brushed it off with a laugh, covering up the truth.
"Is that really the case?"