After Being an Improper Control Group as an Abandoned Wealthy Wife, She Effortlessly Came Out on Top

When Meng Chuyuan heard this, her eyes curved into crescents. She replied, "That's not true. I'm wearing a mask, and you're just spouting nonsense."

She only thought that the child had said that because she had given him an extra spoonful of mushroom potato chicken.

"I'm not talking nonsense. I think Sister's eyes are very beautiful. You must be beautiful too." Afraid that Meng Chuyuan would not believe him, he said sincerely, "Really!"

Meng Chuyuan said, "If you say I'm beautiful, then so be it."

[Hahahaha, Sister Meng's reply is also very interesting. She wanted to defame herself but realized that she didn't succeed, so she tactfully admitted it.]

[What did this child eat growing up? He's too cute.]

[Friends, this is what it means to be a child.]

[This kid's mouth is like honey. He's too likable. If my son praised me like this, I wouldn't get angry at him every day.]

The audience in the live-stream was focused on Meng Chuyuan and did not notice that Qi Yan's face had darkened after hearing their conversation.

Seeing that he was still standing in front of the window, Meng Chuyuan reminded him, "Little kid, find a seat to eat after you're done. The students behind are still waiting."

"Oh, right. I'm sorry." He quickly left after regaining his senses.

More and more students came later on. The queue in the canteen had already reached the entrance. Looking at such a long queue, the guests felt a little pressured. They gradually increased the speed of food distribution and tried not to let the students wait too long.

Among the four windows, everyone slowly realized that Qi Yan's line was basically motionless. Then, some students began to move to the other windows to line up.

Qi Yan's movements were a little slow. She scooped up two spoonfuls of food on average every time she scooped a dish. It was as if she was deliberately controlling the amount. She added half a spoonful to small portions and brought back larger portions with a spoon.

The students queuing in front of her window were very aggrieved. It was fine if she were not fast, but her hands were really trembling and her food portions were average. 𝗯𝗲𝐝𝐧𝗼𝐯𝗲𝐥.𝗻𝗲𝐭

[Sister Qi is not proficient in her work. Her hands are trembling badly. She's far inferior to the auntie from the dining hall.]

[Save me, hahaha. If it weren't for the fact that she was shaking even with an empty spoon, I would really suspect that she learned how to tremble on purpose.]

[She's really a little slow. Sister Meng next door seems to be moving at 1.5 times speed.]

[It's obvious that her team has lost a lot of people. If she doesn't hurry up, they'll all be gone.]

An hour later, all the students had their meal. As there were not enough seats in the canteen, some of them returned to the classroom after eating, and half of the students stayed in the canteen to eat.

Meng Chuyuan and the others retrieved the dishes and brought them into the kitchen. They washed the empty plates and put them away. Only then was it their turn to eat.

They had the same lunch as the students today.

Meng Chuyuan got herself a meal and went to the canteen. She found a seat and sat down to eat with the students.

The moment she took off her mask, the girl sitting opposite her subconsciously raised her head. When she saw Meng Chuyuan's true appearance, she covered her mouth in surprise.

Meng Chuyuan happened to notice the girl's surprised expression and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

The girl covered her mouth and said in embarrassment, "Sister, you're so beautiful."

When the girl said this, Meng Chuyuan caught the hidden sense of depression in her eyes.

For children in puberty, they tend to care about some external conditions, such as their upbringing and appearance, which make them more likely to feel inferior.

When the girl noticed Meng Chuyuan's gaze on her, she quickly lowered her head, not daring to look Meng Chuyuan in the eye.

Meng Chuyuan smiled gently at her and said, "You're very beautiful too."

After hearing Meng Chuyuan's praise, the girl immediately blushed and did not dare to continue the conversation.

[Wuwuwu, beauties are indeed sweet-tongued.]

[A compliment can really make people feel much more confident.]

[What a cute little girl. She blushes like a red apple when she's praised. If only she was more confident.]

[Sister Meng is too good at observing people's expressions. She really understands the thoughts of little girls.]

[Please think twice before you say anything hurtful. Please don't be stingy with your praises.]

Meng Chuyuan saw that the side-dishes in the girl's lunch box were almost empty. There was still some white rice left but the girl was still shoveling the food into her mouth with her chopsticks.

She picked up the chopsticks on her plate and picked up a few pieces of chicken for the girl. "If you don't have enough food, next time, remember to ask the uncles and aunties in the canteen to prepare more."

The girl looked at the few pieces of meat that suddenly appeared in her bowl. She looked at Meng Chuyuan gratefully and said, "Thank you, Sister."

"You're welcome. Hurry up and eat."

After Lu Jinsen returned from his meal, he did not choose to sit with Meng Chuyuan because there were no seats on her side. Then, he saw that a table of students was about to leave after eating, so he went over and sat alone at a table.

The other two groups came in later. Seeing that the other tables were filled with students, they immediately noticed Lu Jinsen's table and went over to share a table with him to eat.

Just as everyone settled down to eat, they suddenly heard a student say, "The soup today is delicious."

The student who had just spoken was the little boy who had asked Meng Chuyuan for food.

Hearing this, everyone looked up at him, as if they did not take the boy's words to heart, and then continued eating.

They usually did not like to drink soup from the canteen. They always felt that even plain water tasted better than the soup, so most students did not queue to collect soup when they ate.

Seeing that no one had any reaction, the little boy said again, "It's really delicious. It doesn't stink at all."

[This student, please mind your words. Hahaha, that smell you're referring to isn't called stinky, it's called fishy.]

[Sister Meng made the soup. I really believe him when he says it's delicious.]

[I bet 50 cents that this group of children will be eating humble pie later, hahaha.]

[Applaudable, little friend. I admire you very much. You sure know how to drink soup.]

[I want to be this little boy so badly. Boohoo, I want to drink Sister Meng's soup too. You're a lucky kid.]

Coincidentally, the chef came over to refill the soup. When the little boy saw him, he praised, "Uncle, the soup you made today is really delicious."

When the chef heard this, he smiled at him. "I didn't cook the soup today."

The little boy blinked slightly and asked curiously, "Then who cooked it?"

"That sister cooked it." The cook raised his hand and pointed at Meng Chuyuan.

Seeing Meng Chuyuan's back view, the little boy recognized her immediately. "It's the Pretty Sister."

"Pretty sister…" He walked over carefully with a bowl full of seaweed egg soup.

Meng Chuyuan heard a sound behind her. She turned around and saw that the little boy had already walked up to her with a lunch box.

"It's you." Meng Chuyuan moved in a little and made space for him.

The little boy was seemingly very sociable and extroverted. He sat down unceremoniously and even greeted the other students. Finally, he looked at Meng Chuyuan eagerly. "Sister, did you make this soup?"

Meng Chuyuan said softly, "I did. What's wrong?"