"Everyone, my apologies. The Zhao Family failed to host you properly this time. Please forgive us!"
That evening, at the Zhao Family manor's banquet, Zhao Xuan raised his wineglass and spoke apologetically.
Although the problem itself had not been his fault, as the host, offering an apology was basic courtesy.
Everyone understood.
After all, whether it had been Xu Dian, Zhu Ziyan, or Chi Duoduo's outburst, they "ordinary people" had been powerless to resist.
"Brother Yun, why are they all looking at me like that?"
After sleeping soundly, Chi Duoduo leaned against Mu Yun's side. As she feasted heartily, she asked in confusion.
"They're probably shocked by how much you can eat."
Mu Yun looked at Chi Duoduo, who had been eating for nearly an hour without showing any sign of stopping, and could not help but marvel.
She had clearly eaten as much as more than a dozen grown, muscular men—men who practiced martial arts, at that—yet her little belly was still perfectly flat. It was simply incomprehensible.
Chi Duoduo had been able to eat before, but she had never been this outrageous!
Could it be because her body had become stronger?
Chi Duoduo's little face flushed. Her movements immediately stalled, and she looked at Mu Yun with teary eyes like a startled fawn. "Brother Yun... am I eating too much...?"
She did not know what was going on. After waking up from that sleep, her appetite had skyrocketed.
In the past, she could easily suppress the urge to eat during meals, but now she simply could not stop.
"What's the big deal? Your Brother Yun eats even more."
Mu Yun patted Chi Duoduo's little head and said with a smile, "Besides, being able to eat is a blessing. Our family has plenty of money now, so eat whatever