Almost all the servants in the Yi family are from the Star Realm, and they all went back after the Star Realm opened.
At this time, there were only Yi Yanfeng and the housekeeper Uncle Yi in the huge Yi family. Normally, Yi Yanfeng only went home to spend the night two days out of ten.
Generally, they stay in the Fengyin organization, and it is more convenient to deal with things.
Uncle Yi only comes here occasionally to clean or tidy up. He usually lives in his own home with his wife and daughter in the human world.
Uncle Yi happened to be here today, and he heard movement as soon as Yi Yanfeng opened the door.
"Master, you are back." Uncle Yi walked out with a smile, but his kind smile froze the next second he saw Lan Nuyin. "Young... Young Madam?"
Lan Nuyin was confused, but also somewhat understanding.
They were indeed a couple, but Yi Yanfeng didn't say anything. What on earth was he thinking?
Yi Yanfeng didn't react at all. He held Lan Nuyin's hand tightly and said, "Uncle Yi, don't let others know about this matter for now. Yin'er has lost her memory."
He said this very calmly, but Uncle Yi's eyes were full of complexity. They all knew how infatuated his highness was with the young lady, but Lan Nuyin had been missing for two years and had lost his memory after he came back?
Moreover, Yi Yanfeng only talked about it lightly.
Uncle Yi deeply experienced what it means to be unpredictable in the world.
But seeing that they seemed to have a good relationship, Uncle Yi felt relieved. "Young Madam, welcome home. Young Master, I'll make dinner for you."
"No need." It's immoral to ask an old man to cook for you. "Just cook it yourself."
Uncle Yi's smile was a little cunning, "I understand, young master, then I'll leave first."
In the world of two people, he should not be a light bulb anymore...
Yi Yanfeng said "hmm" and pulled Lan Nuyin to the living room.
Lan Nuoyin kept looking at this gorgeous yet exquisite, elegant yet grand building.
Is this his home?
Perhaps it is his family that is more suitable for her.
Lan Nuyin smiled sweetly.
His and hers home.
Yi Yanfeng didn't know what she was laughing about, so he pulled her to sit on the sofa.
"What are you laughing at?"
Lan Nuoyin shook his head. He couldn't let him know this. He touched his belly pitifully, "I'm hungry..."
"But." Someone said calmly, "I can't cook."
"..."
Who is this guy? He doesn’t know how to cook and he sends Uncle Yi away. Ah, ah, does he mean it on purpose?
"If you don't know how to cook, what do you usually eat?"
If he doesn't know how to cook, doesn't he have to eat? Go out to eat, order takeout, or just ask someone from Fengyin Organization to cook for him.
Why do it yourself?
He remembered that he had once cooked porridge for her, and there was no need to mention how unpleasant it was.
"I don't need to do it myself." Yi Yanfeng glanced at the kitchen. "Can I ask Ying Lie to send it over?"
Poor Shadow Hall Master, number seven on the killer list, was reduced to delivering food to someone.
One can imagine how miserable Shadow's life was before.
"No, just do it." Lan Nuyin looked at Yi Yanfeng expectantly.
The corner of Yi Yanfeng's mouth twitched quietly, "Are you sure? It might make you hungrier."
Lan Nuoyin smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay, I don't mind."
The leader of Fengyin Organization actually cooked for her with his own hands, which makes me feel excited just thinking about it.
"I think..." Yi Yanfeng said awkwardly, "Let's go out to eat."
Although he was happy to serve her, he didn't want to offend her stomach, so... let's forget it this time.