Chapter 427: Chapter 416: The Poor Little Two Chapter 427: Chapter 416: The Poor Little Two She glanced sideways and noticed two waiters holding sparkler tubes, which they had activated by twisting the bottom switch the moment they walked in.
The candles on the table were also lit when she entered, illuminating the dimly lit dining room.
The sudden noise startled the two little ones, who ran behind Qiao Jing and shrank back.
Qiao Jing gently patted the two little ones on their backs and gave Zhan Qipei an exasperated look.
“If there’s any more mess afterward, have them all remove it.”
She glanced at the waiters standing on both sides.
“Please turn on the lights.”
Zhan Qipei looked at the items arranged on the table, his dark pupils dimmed.
He looked down at the two little ones, his lips tightly pursed, and after a moment of silence, he said to a waiter nearby, “No need to prepare anything else afterward.”
He had originally prepared several things, but they were no longer needed now.
These two kids were indeed a trouble at this point.
The waiter was stunned for a moment and quickly nodded.
“Understood, President Zhan!”
Just as they were about to leave, they stared at the two little ones by Qiao Jing’s side, their eyes widening the more they looked.
Their boss actually had children already?
And they were so big?
But these two kids, the older one looked about six years old, and the younger one seemed not even five.
President Zhan was famously indifferent to women in the capital…
And he had married Qiao Jing just a few months ago. If this child was already six years old, could it be…
Thinking this, the waiters froze on the spot, their gazes repeatedly sweeping back and forth over the two little ones.
Qiao Jing noticed the gossipy looks of the waiters and pulled a wry smile.
“They are not Zhan Qipei’s kids.”
She knew what was on the waiters’ minds because she saw Ni Yue’s reflection in them.
Ni Yue was gossiping with her yesterday too.
The waiters did not expect Qiao Jing to talk to them, and their faces showed a sheepish but polite smile as they quickly left.
Pingping and Anan noticed the candle on the table, curiously poking half a little head from behind Qiao Jing to look at the dining table.
“Sister Qiao, there’s a candle there.”
“The candle is so bright! And… I can also smell…”
Anan took a deep sniff.
The moment she finished speaking, her stomach growled again.
Qiao Jing laughed and rubbed the two little ones’ heads, then led them to the dining table to take their seats.
After the lights in the dining room were turned on, the waiter came over to the table and extinguished the candles.
Zhan Qipei had wanted to sit next to Qiao Jing, but the two little ones had taken up spots to her left and right.
He could only sit directly opposite Qiao Jing.
If these two children hadn’t taken his spot, he might have reluctantly accepted them staying at his home.
But ever since these two children came, the spots next to Qiao Jing had been reserved for Pingping and Anan.
Pingping and Anan hadn’t noticed Zhan Qipei’s gaze; they had never been to such a fancy restaurant before and were curiously looking around.
Everything here looked expensive, and they were terrified of accidentally breaking any bowls or utensils, so they could only sit tightly on their chairs, placing their small hands on their laps, very restrained.
The two little ones eyed the abundant dishes on the table and swallowed hard, their stomachs rumbling even louder.
Realizing their stomachs were betraying them again, they felt embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into; their little cheeks were blushing, and their big eyes looked at Qiao Jing like two frightened little rabbits.
Hearing the sound of their stomachs, Qiao Jing shook her head helplessly and then placed two bowls of rice in front of Pingping and Anan.
“What would you like to eat? I’ll help you get it,” she offered.
Pingping shook his head and, instead of using a spoon this time, he picked up the chopsticks and took a chopstick-full of greens for himself and Anan each.
“Sister Qiao, I can get my own food!”
Qiao Jing was immensely comforted when she saw Pingping using chopsticks to pick up food.
“Okay, then I’ll eat too,” she responded.
She had thought that neither of the youngsters could use chopsticks, and she was hungry too, so she started eating as well.
After Pingping finished the vegetables in his bowl, he looked at Zhan Qipei with wide eyes, opened his mouth, hesitated for a long time, and finally said a sentence.
“The restaurant food is delicious, but Brother Zhan cooks even better.”
Anan squinted her eyes happily.
“Yeah! I think so too!”
Zhan Qipei pursed his lips and gave a noncommittal “hm,” not saying much more.
Qiao Jing noticed Zhan Qipei’s slightly upturned corners of his mouth and knew the man was secretly enjoying the moment.
Seeing the relationship between the man and the two little ones had improved, she felt even more relieved.
Zhan Qipei continued to add meat to Qiao Jing’s bowl as they ate, but his movements paused slightly when he glanced out of the corner of his eye at Pingping and Anan’s bowls.
Qiao Jing noticed Zhan Qipei’s look and followed his gaze.
In Pingping and Anan’s bowls there were only vegetables, they hadn’t taken any of the meat dishes, instead having taken all the vegetables.
The two little ones had no complaints, appearing to enjoy their food very much, always with smiles on their faces.
Qiao Jing dropped her gaze, her motion of eating momentarily pausing.
She saw that the little ones had learned to use chopsticks and hadn’t paid much attention to them afterward, partly because she was so hungry herself and hadn’t looked much at them while eating.
She felt relieved noticing that their eating motions hadn’t stopped, but it turned out they were only eating plain rice and vegetables.
Even though there was so much meat on the table, they hadn’t eaten a single piece.
If it weren’t for her putting meat in their bowls at home, they probably would have focused on eating vegetables just like today.
A strong feeling of guilt surged in her heart, she had neglected the two little ones…
Qiao Jing started to eat again, took a piece of meat, and was just about to put it in Pingping’s bowl when a hand moved faster than hers.
She looked up at the man across from her.
Zhan Qipei took a big piece of lean meat and put it into Pingping’s bowl, then another piece into Anan’s bowl.
His movements didn’t stop, like an relentless meat-serving machine, he placed several pieces of meat into the bowls of the two little ones, covering the rice before he finally stopped.
The two little ones were immediately stunned.
Pingping looked at his bowl which was suddenly filled with meat and raised his head to look at Zhan Qipei.
“Brother Zhan, that’s too much meat.”
Anan had not expected this scene and stared at the meat in her bowl, swallowing hard.