Wang Quan Zui had asked whether Dongfang Qin Lan could finish all the food in her bowl, but Dongfang Qin Lan had understood her to mean whether she could finish all the delicious food on the table.
The little girl carefully examined the dishes on the table. They were all things she rarely got to eat, and she felt that missing even one would be a terrible shame.
So she rubbed her belly and said uncertainly, "If I eat half a bowl less rice, I guarantee I can finish it."
Wang Quan Zui thought Dongfang Qin Lan meant she would leave half a bowl of rice. Since she didn't eat much, there was no need to ask the kitchen to prepare more.
Thinking about how she could keep getting her monthly allowance from Wang Yue, she said magnanimously, "Then go ahead and eat. Just don't stuff yourself."
With Wang Quan Zui's permission, Dongfang Qin Lan immediately began eating like a whirlwind.
But Dongfang Qin Lan ate so quickly that while Wang Quan Zui had just used the serving chopsticks to put some food in her bowl, Dongfang Qin Lan had already emptied several plates.
By the time Wang Quan Zui swallowed her food and looked up at Dongfang Qin Lan, several plates on the table were already empty.
Wang Quan Zui froze with her hand raised, ready to serve herself. Looking at Dongfang Qin Lan, who ate like a starving ghost come back to life, she asked uncertainly, "Qin Lan, is your Divine Fire Villa about to go bankrupt?"
Dongfang Qin Lan didn't even look up. Taking a moment between bites, she mumbled, "No, Sister Zui'er. It's just that your family's food is so delicious. I love it!"
Hearing Dongfang Qin Lan's praise, Wang Quan Zui had an idea: life