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Mother He was pleased; this girl was genuine and unpretentious.

When Shanshan came to the house before, she would pick at her food with chopsticks, claiming to be full after just a few bites, citing a desire to lose weight.

It was unappetizing to see such a spread of dishes go uneaten, leaving Mother He feeling unfulfilled.

Now, seeing Xiaomeng, Mother He felt happy. A girl should have some meat on her, good for future childbirth.

The more Mother He thought about it, the happier she became, anticipating the days of being a grandmother.

Unaware of Mother He's thoughts, Xiaomeng was earnestly enjoying her meal.

He Ming continuously served her soup. This time, she finally spoke up, asking if he thought she was a pig, eating so much.

After dinner, He Ming took Xiaomeng to his room.

He Ming's room had its own style—simple and elegant, with deep blue striped sheets.