My Billionaire Husband Claimed Me His Precious-Chapter 674 - 593: Stab at the Critical Moment

"Sis, what do you want to eat? I’ll cook for you."

"Spicy crawfish, okay? Spicy trio? Fried baby potatoes? Purple sweet potato cakes? Spicy sticks? Seafood soup? Sashimi?"

She used questions, not declarations.

Little seventh appeared like a ghost, with a blank expression:

"Young Madam, anything spicy, I’d suggest avoiding it. Sashimi, being raw, hasn’t been disinfected to kill the parasites in it—could cause trouble."

Qin Miaomiao was already used to it but still snorted coldly:

"Then what am I allowed to eat?"

"I’ve already prepared your menu. Please strictly follow the menu from now on, and absolutely no ordering takeout."

Qin Miaomiao: ...

"I only ordered takeout secretly once, and in the end, it ended up in your mouths anyway! My roast duck, my glutinous rice balls, my spicy crawfish, my barbecue—gone, divided among you guys. Did I say a word?"

Little seventh coughed:

"On behalf of Little sixth, Little second, and the eldest, I thank Young Madam. The midnight snacks were delicious. Feel free to order again—it’s like extra welfare for us."

Qin Miaomiao shot him a glance:

"Little seventh, you’ve been corrupted by them! You’re no longer the sweet, obedient Little seventh you used to be."

"Young Madam, would you like the osmanthus rice balls later? It’s for afternoon tea."

"Sure, sure, sure! Little seventh, you’re so skilled, amazing!"

Little seventh scored a point back and left. Ou Beichen teased:

"Sis, you really lack the demeanor of a Young Madam! Be careful, or these guys will walk all over you."

Qin Miaomiao sighed, "Demeanor? I’d be lucky if they didn’t diss me all day. Xiao Chen, do you eat osmanthus rice balls?"

Little Chen: ...

"Yes."

Osmanthus rice balls were Little seventh’s specialty. They were fragrant and sweet, and the moment they entered your mouth, the osmanthus flavor filled your senses.

Qin Miaomiao took two bites and then sighed:

"Little seventh, your wine-infused rice balls from before were *really* delicious. Just thinking about them makes my mouth water."

Little seventh: "Don’t bother thinking—no alcohol during pregnancy. But...I did make some for Sixth brother, Second brother, and the eldest."

Qin Miaomiao’s face stiffened as she watched him bring out another plate of rice balls from the kitchen. The aroma alone was enough to make her salivate.

Ou Beichen tried a piece and gave a thumbs-up:

"Not bad—better than the osmanthus rice balls."

Little seventh looked smug: "Of course! This is my signature dessert."

Qin Miaomiao remembered the taste and leaned over to say:

"Little Chen, let me have a bite, will you?"

"No way, it has alcohol."

"It’s rice wine—it won’t hurt."

"Nope. Anything with alcohol is off-limits for you."

"Little Chen, you don’t love me anymore! You’ve been corrupted by Little sixth and Little seventh—you’ve joined them in bullying me!"

It was at this point that Ou Beichen finally understood why Little sixth and Little seventh dared to be so brazen—it felt way too satisfying to tease Qin Miaomiao!

He raised an eyebrow at her:

"You want to eat?" 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Want, want, want!"

"Not giving you any. Little seventh, why don’t we have barbecue tonight instead?"

Little seventh chuckled:

"Forget it, barbecue’s too smoky. How about some Japanese dishes—maybe sashimi or something?"

"Sounds good. As for my sister, just follow the dietary restrictions: low oil, less meat, no spice."

"Got it, I’ll listen to Young Master Chen!"

Qin Miaomiao: ...

Ugh, what’s the point of having a brother? At critical moments, all they know is how to stab you in the back! Too much, absolutely too much!