But she also knew that to Qiao Mianmian, her biological mother was just a little more familiar than a stranger.
Qiao Mianmian was making things difficult for her.
But she still felt a little disappointed.
"You've only eaten so little, and you're already full. No wonder you're so skinny." Madam Bai's eyes were a little pained as she said, "Mianmian, are you really full? Is it because you artistes have to maintain your figure, so you can't eat too much?"
"No, Aunt, I'm really full." Qiao Mianmian felt that she had actually eaten a lot. She thought that Madam Bai had been busy making this table of dishes for a long time, so she had tried every dish.
Qiao Mianmian couldn't bear to see Madam Bai disappointed.
She immediately said, "Aunt's food is very good. I like every dish. It's just that I don't usually eat much, and my appetite is smaller, so I can't eat much. I'm really full."
