C75 (1/2)
”Then it's really hard on you, Mrs. Chan.” Leng Ye Xiu said with a smile.
When Mrs. Chan heard that, she immediately burst into laughter, ”It's no trouble at all, no trouble at all. It's my honor to be able to serve Young Master.”
Xia Qingtian was speechless, he really had the same attitude as a person.
”Let's go back. If we don't go back now, the food will get cold.” Leng Ye Xiu told Xia Qingtian, who was standing beside him, in a gentle tone.
Mrs. Chan's face changed as she looked at the bodyguards behind her, ”What are you guys still doing?” Why aren't you coming over to help young master carry his luggage? ”
The two bodyguards behind him immediately took the luggage from Leng Ye Xiu, leaving Xia Qingtian even more speechless.
When he got home, there were eight dishes on the table: braised pork, steamed fish, and stewed pork feet with lotus roots!
The luggage had already been placed upstairs. After Xia Qingtian and Leng Ye went to wash their hands, they began to move their chopsticks.
Cold Night Xiu told Mrs. Chan to eat with him, but Mrs. Chan said she was a servant and not allowed to eat with the young masters. Xia Qingtian was quite speechless as he said, ”Why is it that the servants can't eat with the young master now? Do you think this is ancient times?” But Xia Qingtian only said that in his heart and didn't say it out loud.
Cold Night grabbed a lotus root and tried to feed it to Xia Qingtian.
Mrs. Chan, who was standing at the side, saw this and frowned, saying, ”Young Master, how can you feed her?”
Xia Qingtian stopped in his tracks as he was about to open his mouth to eat. What do you mean, how can I feed her?
Mrs. Chan continued, ”Young Master, you are a man, you are the backbone of our family. How can you feed a woman?”
Xia Qingtian pushed the hand that was holding onto the lotus root away and said, ”I think it's better if I do it myself!”
”Young Mistress, you should give Young Master a bowl of soup.” Mrs. Chan continued to ask for more.
”Yes.”
”Yes.”
Not only Xia Qingtian, even Leng Ye Xiu was speechless. What was this, could it be that he was going to let someone else have a proper meal?
Xia Qingtian thought that Old Mrs. Chen should be an old man from the Leng Clan. Otherwise, he wouldn't dare to speak like this and wouldn't want to cause trouble. Xia Qingtian picked up a cold night cultivation method and scooped up a bowl of soup.
”Here, drink.” Xia Qingtian handed the bowl of soup over to Leng Ye Xiu.
Leng Ye Xiu was a little surprised, but he remembered that it was Xia Qingtian who picked it up and happily drank it.
”Young Mistress, you should give Young Master a piece of fish, there are a lot of protein in the fish.”
Xia Qingtian heard Mrs. Chen say so and gave another fish to Cold Night.
”Young Mistress, you should've picked out the fish.”
Xia Qingtian took Ye Xiu's bowl, picked out the fish bone and gave it to him.
”Young Mistress, you should give Young Master a piece of Red Braised Meat.”
Xia Qingtian often used cold nights to pick up a piece of Red Braised Meat and put it in his bowl.
”Young Mistress, you should give the young master a piece of pig's feet.”
Xia Qingtian started to get impatient, giving another piece of pig's feet to Leng Ye Xiu.
Ah!
After the meal, Xia Qingtian ate a few mouthfuls of rice. Mrs Chen told her to fix some dishes for Cold Night, who ate more than she ate.
When he finally finished eating, Xia Qingtian felt relieved. On the other hand, Mrs Chen felt that Xia Qingtian did not even have the face to serve a cold night dinner. She felt that Xia Qingtian was not a good wife, and on the other hand, the cold night cultivation had spoiled Xia Qingtian too much, making her completely lawless.
After a day on the plane, Xia Qingtian felt extremely tired. After taking a shower, he immediately fell asleep.
When he woke up the next day, he had already left for the company. Since he had only eaten half a bowl of rice last night, Xia Qingtian felt a little hungry. After washing up, he went downstairs.
Xia Qingtian's goal was the kitchen, but before he even stepped into the kitchen, he heard Mrs Chen's voice.
”Madam, tell me, this woman doesn't know how to do anything!”
Xia Qingtian was filled with doubts. His wife should be the cold night cultivator's mother! Wasn't she the woman that Mrs. Chan said couldn't do anything?
Xia Qingtian took another step forward and continued eavesdropping.
”That woman, she won't do anything.”
”I won't wait on Young Master for a meal.”
”I still need Young Master to accompany her to eat.”