"Keke, can you handle eating so much?" Zhou Ziyu looked at Mu Keren, who was clamoring for Mu Weidong to get her another bowl of meat, and watched her with some concern.
Ever since Huang Qingtian left Beilingzhou, this little rascal's appetite had never been this good; otherwise, she wouldn't have lost so much weight in just two short months.
"Mommy, I'm hungry..." Mu Keren whimpered.
In fact, it wasn't her stomach that felt empty; she just felt like there was a void somewhere inside her body that had suddenly become very profound.
Now, all she wanted to do was to find something to fill that empty space.
"Mrs. Zhou, my daughter rarely has a good appetite, can you please not dampen the mood?" Mu Weidong, who was busy grilling the beef, immediately got unhappy when he heard Mrs. Zhou say this.
In the past while, Mu Weidong had been trying every means possible to coax Mu Keren into eating something.
