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Chapter 889 The father of little rascal Xiao Wang is (5)

Chapter 889: Chapter 889 The father of little rascal Xiao Wang is (5)

Xia Hao, speaking, picked up a set of brand-new chopsticks and deftly served each person at An Yiqing’s table a delicate, translucent, perfectly rounded Little Bun. The sight of the dumplings instantly whetted everyone’s appetite, and they cast aside any pretense of decorum, devouring the food voraciously.

"Mmm, delicious. Auntie, the master chef’s skills just keep getting better!" An Yiqing took a bite of the soup dumpling and internally sang praises. It had been too long since she had tasted this flavor; it was full of memories.

"As long as you all enjoy the food, that’s good. You’ve come to support Xiao Haozi with his final exams, and your uncle and I don’t have much to offer. The least we can do is make sure you’re well fed," Mother Xia said with a loving smile. "Qingqing, you eat first. I still have things to take care of at the office."

Mother Xia reminded Xia Hao several times to take good care of An Yiqing and the others before she reluctantly left.

The restaurant’s door flew open with a loud "bang", startling the patrons who glanced over with furrowed brows.

At the entrance stood an elderly lady in her seventies, dressed in a colorful, flamboyant dress, hands on her hips, and with a face full of anger.

"Xia Hao, get out here! Where’s Xia Laoer? Your family is really pushing the limits. How dare Xia Hao bully our Xiao Pheng! Come out, all of you, now!"

As her words echoed, the door was rudely pushed open again, and a tall, imposing middle-aged man appeared with a couple who looked to be in their thirties.

"Oh my, Mom, why did you walk so fast? It’s so hot; I’m exhausted," the woman complained, wiping the sweat from her forehead.

"Why all the fuss? Xiao Pheng just got hurt, he isn’t dead. Why lash out at me? It’s blazing hot, and Mom isn’t well. If something serious happens because of this stress, who’s to blame? Husband, you’re a lawyer, what do you think?" The woman snorted contemptuously, looping her arm through her husband’s, and spoke sarcastically to the towering middle-aged man.

Her husband simply lifted his head in arrogance, adjusted his glasses, pursed his lips, and remained silent, exuding an air of aloofness.

"You worthless lot, why are you arguing? Where’s Xia Laoer? Where’s that mongrel Xia Hao? All of you, get out here now!" The old lady, her vision not so sharp, cursed at the man and the woman ferociously, squinting her eyes as she scanned the restaurant for her targets.

Sitting in a corner, An Yiqing frowned with displeasure upon seeing the people at the door.

"Haozi, is that Old Lady Xia and her family?"

An Yiqing had no doubt about her assessment. That elderly woman in the garish dress was none other than the infamous troublemaker of the Xia family, Old Lady Xia. The tall, imposing middle-aged man was Xia Laoda, Xiao Pheng’s biological father. And the complaining woman? That was without question Xia Laosan, always quick to stir up drama; the man by her side was her husband, a lawyer, who had married into the family just a year ago.

"Qingqing, you all stay put, I’ll handle this," Xia Hao said with a frown, giving them a cautious instruction.

An Yiqing didn’t listen to Xia Hao. She slowly stood up, smoothed out the nonexistent wrinkles on her garment, and said with a gleeful grin, "What’s the fun in hiding here? Let’s go and enjoy the show."

Having said that, An Yiqing was the first to walk out.

"Qingqing, wait for me! I want to see for myself just how bizarre their thought processes can be," Gu Tingting exclaimed noisily as she hurried after An Yiqing’s steps.

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