The next day, when Lan Yuchi got up, it was almost noon.
He slowly walked down the stairs, the tiredness of drunkenness still lingering on his heroic face, but the tenderness from last night was gone, and he returned to his usual indifference.
Wang Aoshuang walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge. When she looked at Lan Yuchi, her eyes no longer had the usual contempt and disgust, but instead had a very calm expression.
After last night, her attitude towards Lan Yuchi completely changed. Not only did she no longer hate and resent him, but she also felt a deep regret for herself.
"You came here drunk last night. Eat some porridge to cleanse your stomach." Her tone was very gentle.
As soon as Lan Yuchi saw her, his originally indifferent eyes became sharp. He pulled his cold lips and said, "So kind? Isn't this white porridge poisonous? If you poison me to death, you can stay and fly with Ling Ang."
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In the past, she would have definitely retorted, but she just said lightly, "I know I have no appetite after drinking, so I asked the servant to make light white porridge."
Lan Yuchi smiled coldly, "You left with Ling Ang in front of me last night. You were afraid that I would take it out on you, so you wanted to deliberately please me?"
"I don't have any ideas. After all, we are all under the same roof. I just don't want everyone to be so rigid."
He suddenly grabbed her wrist, a sharp light bursting out of his eyes, "Do you know that no matter how friendly you pretend to be, you are still an ugly and hateful woman, making people sick to their stomachs when they see her."
Wang Aoshuang remained silent. She knew that all this was her fault, and it was only natural that he hate her.
"You woman, do you know that you are really annoying? Every time I see you, I want to strangle you to death!" His voice was loud and resounded throughout the hall.
She turned her head away, swallowing her guilt.
"Why, aren't you fearless? Are you mute today?"
She didn't want to cause friction with him, so she put the porridge in front of him and said calmly: "The porridge is almost cold, eat it quickly."
Lan Yuchi waved his hand and the porridge on the table was scattered all over the floor, "Stop pretending. No matter how much you pretend, you can't hide your ugly face."
Although she was a little angry, she suppressed any reaction.
Lan Yuchi was about to have another attack, so the housekeeper came over and said, "Master, the old lady called and asked you and Miss Wang to go home for dinner later."
He glanced at her, turned around and walked upstairs to change clothes.
When they returned to Lan's house, Ling Ang had already arrived and was chatting with Mrs. Lan there. Wang Aoshuang saw him and unconsciously averted her eyes.
As soon as the old lady saw the two people coming in, she couldn't help but smile. "This Chinese New Year, none of you are with me. I'm really sad. Now that I can see you, I'm so happy that I don't even have to eat."
Lan Yuchi glanced at Ling Ang slightly, sat on the other side of the old lady, and smiled gently, "Grandma, although I have been working in Australia, I have always been thinking about ***."
"You know how to make grandma happy. If you miss grandma so much, it will take you so long to come back to see grandma."
"Grandma, wasn't it Valentine's Day yesterday? Aoshuang and I went to celebrate." Lan Yuchi's expression was a little unpredictable.
The old lady glanced at Wang Aoshuang and immediately smiled knowingly, "You should have some romance on Valentine's Day. Did you have a happy time yesterday?"