"Want to eat" The elderly woman put the braised dish aside and sat down on a stool, looking at Ye Qianzhi, and said word by word: "As long as you listen obediently and don't think about going against me, you can have all the white rice and braised dishes you want.",A few words, yet Ye Qianzhi grasped the key information.,Maybe one day Song Sanlang will die, and if Ye Wenqian marries him then, wouldn't she be at risk of becoming a widow anytime。