Xia Lan jumped out of bed and smiled awkwardly, "Oh, actually..."
"I came here to see our guests," Fei Sijue sat up lazily, not even a little bit flustered, and even more so when he lied, his face was not red and he was out of breath, making Xia Bluetooth itchy with hatred.
What is this? He created trouble himself and made others worry, but he acted like nothing was wrong with him!
An Yinuo smiled suddenly, went over and gave him a warm hug, "Jue, I didn't expect you to be so kind to my sisters! Thank you~"
Fei Sijue smiled and looked at Xia Lan with raised eyebrows, "Of course."
Yiyi's trust and Fei Sijue's deception were like two roller coasters colliding head-on in Xia Lan's heart. She looked at An Yinuo guiltily. She couldn't imagine what she would do the moment she knew the truth.
How hurt!
"Master, dinner is ready."
Ma Chen stood at the door, her discerning eyes scanning the three people in the room.
There is a sumptuous dinner on the table.
Xia Lan was stunned, "Mother Chen, did you do all this?"
Donggua nodded quickly, "It's all made by mom!"
Mother Chen raised her chin slightly proudly, "These are nothing, I can prepare dinner for twenty people by myself."
"Wow!" Xia Lan was surprised, "How amazing!"
An Yinuo sat next to Fei Sijue, and pulled Xia Lan to sit on the other side of him, just separating the two. He smiled and said, "Xiao Lan, these are high-quality ingredients, you don't eat them often.
,eat more."
Xia Lan was startled and smiled a little reluctantly, "Yeah."
Fei Sijue glanced at it but said nothing.
Seeing Winter Melon and Chen Ma standing there, Xia Lan asked curiously, "Why don't Chen Ma and Winter Melon eat?"
An Yinuo smiled slightly and said, "Servants are not allowed to sit at the same table as the master."
The word "servant" is really harsh.
Ma Chen lowered her eyes, her face expressionless.
Winter Melon couldn't hear anything, just kept giggling.
Xia Lan put down her chopsticks and said puzzledly, "But the dinner we had was cooked so hard by Mother Chen. She is the only elder here, why do we have to eat separately?"
Mother Chen suddenly froze for a moment and raised her head.
Fei Sijue also turned sideways, his penetrating eyes locked tightly on hers.
An Yinuo frowned, but still maintained his grace and smiled, "Xiaolan, this is the rule."
"We are not a slave society now, so rules can be broken."
An Yinuo's face looked a little ugly, "That's because..."
"Mother Chen," Fei Sijue said suddenly, "from now on, don't eat separately. It's more lively to eat together."
After saying that, he lowered his head and started eating.
"Jue!" An Yinuo couldn't believe his ears. With just a few words from Xia Lan, he broke the rules he had followed for a long time!
"Master, isn't this good?" Chen Ma was conservative and refused.
Xia Lan got up, took the initiative to go to the kitchen and took out two pairs of bowls and chopsticks, and then served two bowls of rice herself. She took Chen Ma and Dong Gua to sit down, "I was not born into a rich family, and I don't know any rules. I only know that even if
No blood relationship, but living together for so long is like a family! If you have such people around you, you should cherish them."
There was a trace of loneliness that could not be concealed in his words, "A family sitting around having a lively meal is something I have always dreamed about."
That longing for home moved Ma Chen's face, and even Fei Sijue raised his head to look at her a few more times.
Chen Ma slowly lowered her eyes, "Winter melon, eat."
"Oh! Donggua wants to have dinner with the young master!" Donggua was very happy and put a piece of braised pork into Xia Lan's bowl, "Sister, eat meat! The braised pork made by mom is delicious!"
Xia Lan happily picked it up and ate it, and immediately praised it, "It's really delicious! Mother Chen, your cooking skills are great!"
"...If it tastes good, eat more."
"Yeah, yeah."
As if influenced by Xia Lan, Fei Sijue, who rarely touches these greasy foods, actually took a piece and nodded, "It's really good."
The people around him were eating happily, but An Yinuo's eyes were filled with hatred, his head lowered, and he only put a few mouthfuls of rice into his mouth.