He glanced at the steaming white porridge and red-braised meat, then forced his head away, refusing to look in that direction again.,Ye Qiangzhi hung her head, speechless. Gazing at the frail and unfamiliar hand, she knew she had crossed over.,From the attitudes of these two people in front of her, Ye Qianzhi couldn't help but guess that this aunt she had never met was very pampered at home. Otherwise, she wouldn't have forced Yuan to marry instead.。