amps. The man approaches with flickering face, w

ly. His style is so like the

face is exposed in the light, with

Hua thinks her eyes

the fridge behind her, "I will tell them to prepare mo

itable for Yan Hua now. And she

es her head, believing he is dem

s the ingredients while fastening the apron around

mal state, the man starts to cut onions, whose cu

g Ruoxian, with his back to her, says somethin

N

bout the food taste. In the eyes of Yan Hua, the house maid in He

assess the cooking skill of other pe

s to her and Yan Hua can see his ex

ustomed," Yan

ep forward suddenly, "You are not accustomed to th

r. His eyes become darker and cold atmosp

ou

odle is

ht. The bowl of noodle cooked in chicken soup is placed

s to the normal and eats the

"I will believe you if your expre

than mine," Yan Hua smiles, "I eve

swer is flawless

eat it," the slender hand

she sees the man throwing th

nal call. A few minutes later, Uncl

will prepare night snack for you," Uncle Lee apologize

n the home, she asks them to cook for her in

seeing Lang Ruoxian is also t

please go to bed after you get full. I heard

ducing again the cold atmosphere. Yan Hua bi

ll pay attent

neither humble nor pushy, even

s and leaves the k

t least to the taste of Yan Hua. She eats a bowl of

room and is surprised to find Lang Ruoxian is still t

g, the man hangs the phone and a

ression, feeling this guy c

ply, ready to go upstair

s and knows Lang Ruoxian is following her. Th

r you to go to my bedroom in such a late hour?" Yan

n, raising his mouth corner, "You misunde

beside the bedroom of Yan

ch too strange to call me Mr. Lang," Lang Ruoxian smiles in th

r Ruoxian if you ar