“Sweet and sour fish?”
Luo Chenxi was stunned.
Based on what she had observed all this time, Young Master Mu did not seem like he liked sweet food.
Even when Tang Tang occasionally shared her strawberry pudding with daddy to fawn on him, Mu Yichen would only reluctantly take a bite to brush her off.
So, why did he suddenly say that he wanted sweet and sour fish?
Luo Chenxi’s mouth twitched. “Can you stop messing around? It’s already this late into the night, the maids are already off the clock. Who’s going to make sweet and sour fish for you?”
Mu Yichen glanced at her coldly. “The maids are off the clock, but aren’t you still here? Don’t tell me that you can’t even cook such a simple dish?”
“What do you mean? Listen here, I can cook pretty well!” Luo Chenxi angrily retorted as Mu Yichen looked down on her.
“Is that so?” Mu Yichen had a disdainful look.
“You don’t believe me, do you? Just you wait, I’ll make that dish right away!”
Luo Chenxi slammed the door angrily and left.
She suddenly calmed down as soon as she reached the kitchen, but what came after that was annoyance.
“Why should I cook for him? It’s not like he has nothing to eat. He’s clearly being picky! He deserves to starve to death! As expected of the young master of a wealthy family, he doesn’t appreciate the fruits of one’s labor at all. I can’t let this bad habit of his go on!”
Luo Chenxi said that, but as she stood in the kitchen, a scene that happened a month ago suddenly flashed through her mind…
Back when she forgot her meals and got gastric when she was rushing her designs, Young Master Mu was also standing right here as he cooked noodles for her.
At that time, the man’s perfectly handsome face amidst the shrouding steam revealed a rare hint of gentleness. Even though she was merely reminiscing, this scene in her head was enough to make her heartbeat rise.
Luo Chenxi covered her face that grew a little hotter as she muttered, “Forget it, forget it. I’ll just take it as returning the favor that I owed him for that day.”
Her hands’ movements were swift, she handled the fish very quickly and cleanly.
Not long after, she brought the dish upstairs and entered the study room without knocking on the door.
She placed the plate in front of Mu Yichen and raised her chin. “Here you go, sweet and sour fish! Who said I can’t do it? What do you have to say now?”
Mu Yichen took a glance at the dish. From the outside, the dish looked perfect. Be it the color, shape, or aroma, there was not a single flaw to it. The dish appeared appetizing even to someone like him who did not like sweet food.
However…
“It looks alright, but… is it really edible?”
Hearing this, Luo Chenxi became furious. She tried to stuff the chopsticks into his hand and said, “Eat it! Now!”
Mu Yichen finally took the chopsticks, then picked a small bite of the fish, and slowly put it into his mouth.
Luo Chenxi stared at his face as she waited for his comment.
However, Mu Yichen did not say anything. He immediately picked another bite and continued his meal.
His pace was neither fast nor slow, while his etiquette was composed and elegant. It was all very pleasing to the eye.
Every little movement that the man made while he was having his meal showed the bearing of a well-educated son of nobility.
Luo Chenxi continued staring at him for a good amount of time. When she came back to her senses, she realized that the entire plate of fish had been eaten!
It did not seem like the man ate very quickly, but he definitely was not slow.
“You…” Luo Chenxi widened her eyes.
“It’s barely passable, but there’s too much vinegar in it, it’s too sour. Be wary of the amount next time!” Mu Yichen suddenly spoke.
Luo Chenxi really wanted to smack the plate on his head.
Next time? Who in the right mind would do it for him a second time?
Was he not complaining about the fish being too sour? Then why the heck did he clean his plate? Was he a masochist?
She took deep breaths and reminded herself, ’70 million, 70 million, 70 million… for the sake of 70 million, don’t punch him, calm down…’
Luo Chenxi barely suppressed her anger and turned to leave.
Mu Yichen did not say anything to stop her, but the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.
He was not sure if it was because he had his fill, but the documents in his hands became much more easier to the eye, and he could finally get in the mood to continue working on them.
It was not until midnight that Young Master Mu finished his work matters and returned to the master bedroom.
On his large bed, the woman who had taken a nice shower was wearing a silk pyjamas. She had fallen into deep sleep with a pillow in her arms.
Mu Yichen’s eyes darkened. He climbed onto the bed and laid down, then took the pillow from Luo Chenxi’s arms and threw it down the bed.
Luo Chenxi’s delicate brows furrowed as she felt a sudden emptiness in her arms. She stretched and moved her hands around in an attempt to reach out for the pillow with her eyes still closed.
In the end, her hands felt a warm and firm body, she naturally leaned toward it in satisfaction.
“Tsk, you’re throwing yourself into my arms again.”
Young Master Mu wrapped his arms around her slender waist and turned off the lights.
…
The next morning, Luo Chenxi woke up from the continuous ringing noises from her cell phone.
She buried her face in the pillow and tried to ignore her phone ringing, but the caller was being too persistent.
She had no choice but to reach out to her cell phone with her eyes still half closed.
“Hello?”
“Little Xixi, you’re famous! You’re really famous now!”
Fang Ziqian’s excited voice came from the phone.
