Sister-in-law Wu stared at her young master like a monster and kept raising her head. She felt that her neck was so sore that it was about to fall off.
"Master! The dishes for dinner are jade ribs, steamed yam, chicken with mushrooms, and tofu miso soup. Is there anything else you want to eat? I'll make it!" So he had no choice but to increase his voice and howl twice to win over her family spirit.
The attention of the wandering young master.
Sure enough, Ling Yansen was startled by the sound that suddenly entered his ears, trembled, and moved his enthusiastic eyes away from the antique wall clock on the wall, looking down at Sister-in-law Wu with dark eyes, "I'm not deaf!"
Sister-in-law Wu rolled her eyes, "I've reported this to you four times, but you haven't listened to a word!"
Ling Yansen paused, a hint of embarrassment flashed across his handsome brows, and then he became angry, "I have nothing to eat. You go and have a rest!"
"Should I serve it to you now, or should I put it in the pot to heat up for a while, and wait for the young lady to come back and have a meal together?"
Ling Yansen was furious when he heard the words "young mistress". The clock on the wall dinged a few times, indicating that it was past eight o'clock. His cold eyes glanced outside the window, and it became colder than a deep pool.
, waving his hands, his frown filled with smoke, but he said, "Wait a little longer."
Sister-in-law Wu flattened her mouth, with a faint smile hanging on her lips.
Half an hour later, when Ling Yansen's resentment was about to swallow up the clock on the wall, the light from the car lights suddenly flashed outside the window. He quickly flicked it, leaned over to take a look, and then sat on the sofa, fussing around for a while.
After flipping through it randomly, I finally found the newspaper. I picked it up without even looking at it and pretended to read it.
Qingwu returned home with a heavy heart, opened the door, warm light filled her body, and her nose filled with the fragrance of the food. She put down the key, changed her shoes and entered the door. In her peripheral vision, Ling Yansen's dark profile was straight. He sat on the sofa and watched
He was reading his newspaper, but Quan Dang couldn't hear her opening the door. Qing Wu didn't care either, and said in a brisk voice, "Sister-in-law Wu, it smells so good. What are you having for dinner?"
Sister-in-law Wu heard the young lady's voice and moved the spatula to the glass door, "Young lady, you are back. Dinner..."
"It's past dinner time, we've already finished eating." Ling Yansen put down the newspaper, without raising his head, and interrupted abruptly with a cool voice. His handsome profile slid through the bright light of the crystal chandelier, and his exquisite facial features showed
Incisively and vividly.
As soon as she finished speaking, Mrs. Wu's spatula fell to the ground with a clang. She looked back at the fragrant sweet and sour fish in the pot, and suddenly felt that her blood pressure was a little high, "Master..."
"Stop talking, wash your dishes and wipe your table." With a heavy but stereotyped voice like a weight, Ling Yansen crossed his legs and twitched the corner of his right eye that was hidden in the darkness.
The smile on Qingwu's face slowly froze. She lowered her head, and the warm aroma of vegetables in her nose turned bitter. She thought to herself that she was really ridiculous for thinking that she was a part of this villa. She is indeed pushing her limits. In the past, every day after get off work, she would consciously go to the kitchen to get food by herself, because she knew that she never had a share in the meals prepared by Mrs. Wu. When did she become so shamelessly self-righteous?
Looking away, she looked at the expressionless man on the sofa. She was about to turn around and go upstairs, but found that the newspaper in his hand seemed to be... overturned...
She stared at him inexplicably for a while, but saw that his expression was as normal and indifferent. She didn't think much about it, and just smiled at Sister-in-law Wu who was still looking at her blankly, but the bitterness on her cheeks could not be hidden, "
I had a late lunch and I wasn’t very hungry. I just wanted to tell you that you don’t need to prepare my share for dinner.”
Sister-in-law Wu opened her mouth, but looked at Ling Yansen. She hesitated for a moment, but finally said nothing.
After a while, Ling Yansen heard the sound of cotton mopping up the stairs, one after another, slowly and as if she was very tired. He raised his eyes and looked over, just in time to catch a glimpse of her white hands that were holding on to the railing to support her body weight.
Like an onion, but the protruding joints turned white, it must have been a lot of effort.
Feeling depressed for a while, his hungry stomach whined in a low voice. He quickly covered his voice with his hand, threw away the newspaper, stood up and walked to the kitchen. He put his head through the glass door and said with a hint of embarrassment in his voice, "Wu Ma, the food is still there.
Is it hot? Give me a bowl of rice."
Sister-in-law Wu turned around in the backlight with a dark face, "I'm so sorry, Master, the food has been lying in the trash can for a while!"
"Wu Ma, what are you doing! I haven't even eaten a bite yet. Why did you pour out the delicious food?" Ling Yansen's self-cultivation was exhausted due to hunger. He was so depressed that he couldn't bear to eat.
"Isn't that what you said, young master? You have already eaten dinner. Since you have eaten it, if I don't throw it away, will the dishes be left to spoil tomorrow?" Mrs. Wu stared at him coldly, her tone was extremely calm.
"..."
The one holding his growling stomach turned to stone in an instant. The tip of his nose was still filled with the fragrance of vegetables wafting from the trash can. The corners of his mouth twitched violently a few times. Veins bulged on his forehead. Several tattoos were carved on his handsome outline.
A bloody big character, it is your own fault that you will not survive...
By the way, Sister-in-law Wu, you don’t look like a shady person with kind facial features and kind eyes, but when you are shady, why do you look so inhuman! Just wait for me...
Second floor of the villa. Master bedroom.
Ling Yansen scratched his head and scratched his head, pacing back and forth with his hands on his hips. On his slender legs, the loose house pants swayed with his messy steps, just like his messy heart.
He walked to his desk and pondered over it for a long time. He went through almost all of Jiayu's recent cases and project plans and contracts, but he couldn't find a suitable reason to go to her openly.
Logically speaking, his superiors and subordinates should have a lot of work to negotiate, so there was nothing wrong with going to her. He didn't know what he was being uncomfortable with, it seemed like he had to find a reason to stand in front of her.
Out of helplessness, he had no choice but to take the planning book handed to him by the planning department today, drafting it in his mind, and quickly walked through the warm light corridor with his tall and straight body towards her room.