(The following will be interspersed with a few sections about Yan'er's experiences. Since Yan'er arrived at Xia Houyan's restaurant, she is no longer the same Yan'er in the Fourth Prince's Mansion.)
In the kitchen:
When Yan'er came down from the second floor and saw who was looking for her, her face was so depressed that she really wanted to roll her eyes. If it wasn't for her concern for image, she might have rolled her eyes at him.
Damn man.
In the kitchen, everyone is busy, those who need to chop vegetables are chopping vegetables, and those who should be frying are frying. It seems that the presence of two people in a certain corner of the kitchen is not affected at all.[
As for whether they were flirting or scolding, it seemed to have nothing to do with them.
Anyway, they are not surprised by this situation.
Everyone was busy with what they were doing, and only occasionally glanced at the two people who seemed to be about to fight, which actually added a lot of excitement to their lives.
Yan'er narrowed her eyes tightly and stared dangerously at a misplaced hand.
It’s okay to come to see her every day if you have nothing to do, but now...
"I said, did you put your hand in the wrong position? Please pay attention to the position of your hand." Yan'er said gloomily, her eyes indicating that if he didn't take his hand away, she would chop it off with a knife.
"Eh, is there one? Let me see, there isn't one." The man glanced at his hands, then looked at Yan'er with a playful smile. His hands were placed exactly right, they were just holding a certain woman's waist.
"Don't make me say it a second time." Damn it, dare to challenge her patience.
No, she can't bear it,
She is in a good mood today and doesn't want to be angry.
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and endured it.
"Well, madam, I don't mind if you say a few more words. After all, we don't talk much usually. Let's take advantage of today as a good opportunity to chat for a while. Madam, don't you think so?" The man didn't think so at all.
Although he was afraid of her anger, he actually enjoyed it.
"Damn it, don't call me your wife, I'm not your wife."
As soon as Yan'er heard the man call her "Mother", she became angry.
She just said something. She was in a good mood today and didn't want to be angry, but someone just wanted to make her angry.