"I know her. Someone just asked me to buy them bubble tea, but I couldn't carry it, so she helped me carry it," Feng Feng said unnaturally.
Feng Qishi frowned, stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at Feng Feng, and asked, "Did they pay you?"
"No," Feng Feng shook her head.
"You're really stupid. If I'm not here in the future, what will you do?" Feng Qishi said angrily.
Mu Anxiao was startled and looked up at Feng Qishi, thinking, What did he mean by that?
"Brother, what do you mean?" Feng Feng's expression became nervous.
"What if I'm not here anymore," Feng Qishi said perfunctorily, glancing at Feng Feng.
"You can't talk like that. In this family, you're the only one I can communicate with without difficulty. If you leave, if you die, what will happen to me?" Feng Feng said choked with sobs.
Feng Qishi was not moved by Feng Feng's words, snorted coldly, and said, "You just say nice things. Don't think I don't know how much bad-mouthing you've done about me to Big Brother and Second Brother."
"I didn't," Feng Feng said softly.
Mu Anxiao was not interested in their conversation and studied the cutlery.
Feng Qishi rolled his eyes at Feng Feng, then looked at Mu Anxiao's conflicted expression, stood up, and said, "You come here."
"What for?" Mu Anxiao frowned.
"Come here and sit. I've cut it for you. Eat," Feng Qishi said, walking around the table.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Feng's expression and said, "You should give it to your sister. I can manage myself."
"Forget it. Looking at you, I get tired just watching," Feng Qishi said, walking to Mu Anxiao's side and grabbing her arm.
Mu Anxiao looked up at Feng Qishi's stern expression and frowned, "Can you go back?"
"No," Feng Qishi said, forcefully pulling Mu Anxiao up.
Feng Feng stared at Feng Qishi's rough behavior in surprise and said, "Brother, you're about to break her arm." She glanced at the cut steak, "You've never even cut one for me."
Feng Qishi let go, pushed Mu Anxiao towards her seat, and said, "Sit down."
Mu Anxiao looked helplessly at Feng Qishi's triumphant expression and sat down beside Feng Feng.
Feng Qishi sat down, picked up his knife and fork, looked at Yan Shan beside him, and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"
"Didn't you not want it well-done?" Yan Shan asked, looking at the steak on his plate.
Feng Qishi smiled, "I just like to change things." As he spoke, he glanced at the bloody steak on Mu Anxiao's plate and smiled.
Feng Feng had initially thought Feng Qishi was finally being considerate of women. But upon hearing Yan Shan's words, she saw Feng Qishi's true intention, which was nothing more than to torment Mu Anxiao.
"How about I switch with you?" Feng Feng said, seeing Mu Anxiao's stunned expression.
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Feng and replied, "No need." Then, she picked up her fork and began to eat.
Feng Qishi's lips curled up. He ate a piece and deliberately said, "It's delicious."
Mu Anxiao ate bite after bite, not saying a word.
"Is it delicious?" Feng Feng asked Mu Anxiao, looking at her slightly bulging cheeks.
"It's delicious," Mu Anxiao said, glancing at Feng Feng who was asking.
Feng Qishi said while eating, "This is my favorite, so of course it's delicious."
"Brother, I don't know how to use a knife and fork," Feng Feng said deliberately.
"If you say one more word, you're paying the bill for this meal," Feng Qishi said, glancing at Feng Feng.