"Why can't I eat? I haven't eaten lunch yet. I'm really hungry." Yuwen Jing didn't know what had happened to Chen Meng'er.
"If you eat all of this today, I'll tell you, Yuwen Jing, you're finished today," Chen Meng'er pointed at the food and said to Yuwen Jing.
"Ah? No way. The two grandpas hate me so much that they want to drug me?" Yuwen Jing refused to believe that Elder Liu and Elder Qu didn't like him enough to poison him to death. "Meng'er, you must be joking with me. If I'm done for, won't you be a widow? The two grandpas won't do such a thing."
"What are you thinking, Yuwen Jing? I really didn't realize before that you have such a rich imagination." Regarding Yuwen Jing's guess, Chen Meng'er really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Isn't that what you said?" Yuwen Jing felt wronged. He wasn't paranoid. It was only because of what Chen Meng'er said that he thought of this.
