"This isn't just any roast chicken—I had Mi'er specially prepare it for me in the back kitchen." Feng Ye said, tearing off a drumstick and handing it to her. "I've checked; the main course probably won't be served anytime soon. Have a bite to tide you over."
"Isn't that a bit inappropriate?" Hao'er hesitated. "Master is still seated up front." Eating here in the back seemed rather improper.
"It's fine. Otherwise, come with me—I know a spot." With that, he quickly wrapped up the roast chicken and beckoned them to follow.
Seeing this, the three exchanged glances. Honestly, if their great-uncle invited them, they couldn't very well refuse, could they? Besides, it was roast chicken made by Sister Mi'er... they were craving it...
"We'll be right back." Yun Qi stood up and said to Xiao Junyan and the Mei siblings. Only then did the three quietly slip away.
Xiao Junyan watched their retreating figures, a hint of surprise in his heart. Why did they seem so familiar?
