The garlic prawns at dinner were mostly devoured by Rong Qingqing and Shen Qiao.
Shen Qiao's favorite dish is this one, and Rong Qingqing hasn't had any meat for two days. She seldomly gets permission to eat seafood, and Nanny Zhao's cooking is just too good, so she couldn't stop herself.
Everyone at the table was already full and had put down their bowls and chopsticks, enjoying tea and fruits in the living room, while Rong Qingqing and Shen Qiao were still at the table feasting away.
Nanny Zhao watched and chuckled, "Now that Miss Qingqing has moved in, our house has become lively."
Guo Lan nodded, agreeing with Nanny Zhao's remark.
She glanced at Shen Jue, who sat silently drinking tea at the side. It seemed that when Nanny Zhao mentioned Rong Qingqing's name, his tea-drinking momentarily paused.
At least before, Shen Jue would go upstairs after meals and never stayed to drink tea.
With just Rong Qingqing's presence, the house immediately became lively.
