Chapter 11: Chapter 11

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Ning Jia looked troubled. She had indeed promised Meng Yao.

Previously, Ning Jia had been worried that she had no feelings for her daughter after not seeing her for many years. She thought that it would be better to keep a distance and take it slow.

However, Meng Yao was raised by Ning Jia and was the flesh of her heart. Ning Jia could not bear to let Meng Yao suffer a little grievance. It was just a room and Meng Yao had lived in it for so many years, so Ning Jia would let Meng Yao continue to live there.

At worst, Ning Jia could just get someone to renovate Meng Jiao’s room. But, Meng Jiao’s words made Ning Jia feel bad.

‘My daughter had suffered for so many years and had not even slept in a bed. She’s too pitiful. But what about Meng Yao?’ Ning Jia thought.

Seeing Meng Yao on the verge of tears, Ning Jia’s heart ached.

“Honey, I promised Meng Yao before.” Ning Jia whispered to Meng Tang.

Meng Tang placed his hand on Meng Jiao’s head and said indifferently, “It doesn’t matter, first move Meng Yao’s things to the guest room, tomorrow let Meng San find someone to decorate the guest room according to Meng Yao’s preferences. Meng Jiao will stay in this room for the time being. She is the princess of the Meng family, and a princess should be treated like a princess.”

The decision had been made. Meng Jiao did not look at Meng Yao, who was about to cry.

Meng Jiao shook Meng Tang’s hand and looked up. She said, “Father, there’s no need for that. You can’t bully Yao just because I’m back. Just find me a small room. I’m not delicate at all! And I will do many things. I will definitely not be a person who eats for nothing!”

Meng Tang’s heart ached. He squatted down and looked at Meng Jiao at eye level. He said gently, “Meng Jiao, you’ve returned to your real home now. You’re our most precious daughter, our little princess. Ever since you were born, your mother and I have prepared everything for you. It’s a pity that we’ve been separated for so many years. But don’t worry, we will compensate you for everything you’ve lost in the past few years.”

Meng Jiao looked at Meng Tang with reddened eyes. She reached out and wrapped her arms around Meng Tang’s neck, saying softly, “Father, thank you! I don’t want anything, as long as I can stay by your side.”

Ning Jia was moved to tears by Meng Jiao’s thoughtfulness, and the three of them hugged each other.

Meng Yao stared blankly at the family of three in front of her. Panic spread from the bottom of her heart, crazily gnawing at her heart.

‘What exactly happened? How could that girl make mother and father surrender with just a few words? How could they erase twelve years of time and distance? I was clearly their favorite daughter!’ Meng Yao thought.

Ning Jia shook Meng Yao and asked, “Meng Yao? Do you mind this arrangement? Jiao had a bitter life. As the elder sister, can you give way to her?”

Meng Yao took a deep breath and revealed a sweet smile. She replied, “Mother, it’s my duty as the elder sister. I should give in to my younger sister.”

“Meng Yao is a sensible girl,” said Ning Jia as she was satisfied.

Just for this compliment, Meng Yao moved out of the room she had lived in since she was young.

The servants did everything neatly. When Meng Yao came back to her senses, she was already sitting on the bed in the new room. This was the guest room of the Meng family. Although it was spacious, it was a guest room!

Staring at the snow-white wall, she missed the romantic princess pink wall in her room. She bit her lip tightly and cursed in her heart, ‘Meng Jiao! Just you wait!’

The Meng family’s lunch was extremely sumptuous. There were plenty of dishes that everyone liked.

Meng San smiled and explained, “Sir, Madam, because we don’t know what dishes our Miss Jiao likes, we increased the amount of each dish. Whatever dishes Miss Jiao likes and whoever she eats with, The staff in the kitchen will know what to do next time.”

Meng Tang nodded.

“Meng San, you’re really thoughtful.” Ning Jia praised. Then she asked Meng Jiao, “My dear, what dishes do you like?”

Meng Jiao glanced at the dishes on the table and pointed at Ning Jia’s dishes. “I like that one.”

Ning Jia was delighted. She said, “It seems that you and I have the same taste. Your father and brother preferred Western food. Yao likes sweet and sour food. And I like dishes with a lighter taste.”

“This is the bond shared between a mother and her daughter, Madam,” said Meng San.

Ning Jia enjoyed it very much. She pulled Meng Jiao to sit beside her and was busy serving her soup and dishes.

This was the treatment Meng Yao received before, but Ning Jia was only interested in Meng Jiao at the moment.

Meng Yao’s expression was depressed, which Meng Wei noticed coincidentally when he came in.