Chapter 155: Letters From Home (3) (2/2)

Laiyue shrunk back and quickly kept silent.

He Sanlang glared at him again before standing up and leaving for his room. He had been out the whole day and was really tired by now.

Lying on the simple bed made of mud, He Changdi rested with one arm behind his head and one arm on his chest. Perhaps due to Laiyue’s words, what flashed through his mind wasn’t the anger, regret, and hatred from his previous life, but the memory of Chu Lian having breakfast in the parlour of Songtao Court.

Shrouded by the steam from the food, her face seemed to lack the perverse ruthlessness and eccentricity he had seen before, and she seemed like a totally different person from that wicked woman of his previous life.

Even though their faces were exactly the same, he felt that they were completely different people.

What in the world was going on?

Could the allure of food be that great? So much so that it could change his mind towards someone so sinister and venomous?

With an unsettled heart, he shut his eyes before opening again. His thoughts returned to those few meals he had had in Songtao Court.

He realised that that wicked woman could use even the most simplest of ingredients to cook up a tasty meal.

Those wontons and scallion pancakes he had the other day were just made of flour, vegetables, and some meat.

If Chu Lian were here by his side now, what culinary delights could she make with the millet, sorghum, and wheat bran?

No matter what, it would surely be delicious.

When he realised where his thoughts had led him, He Changdi’s slender body abruptly froze up. His expression turned ugly and gloomy.

He rubbed his temples in frustration. It must have been his fatigue, coupled with Laiyue’s words. Otherwise, how could he be missing that wicked woman who had condemned him to a life not worth living!

Sometimes, it wasn’t good to keep talking about others. While He Sanlang was regretting his thoughts and trying to force himself to sleep, a series of furious knocks at the door interrupted him.

“Young Master, Young Master! The estate sent some letters for you!” Laiyue excitedly exclaimed.