In contrast, it was Pan Ling, who had spent less time with her, who reacted first. She could read the other person's mind and was therefore more understanding.

"Let's have breakfast first, thank you, Master's wife."

She took a plate and placed it in front of the other person, saying with a smile, "With the chef here, you don't need to worry about anything at all."

"...Heh, so you really treat your master like a treasure?"

Xie Qingyan paused, then suddenly smiled with relief, "Alright, stop trying to curry favor. Your master's wife isn't that fragile."

"Uh-huh."

Pan Ling nodded in agreement, then glanced at Xia Ke'an, "Junior Sister? Would you like something to drink? I've prepared milk and yogurt, which do you prefer?"

"Forehead……"

What was originally a very ordinary question suddenly made the old lady choke.

"Um?"

Pan Ling thought she hadn't heard clearly, so she asked another question out of curiosity.

"...It's alright, I'll have some water."

It took the white-haired mature woman a while to come to her senses, and she perfunctorily raised the water glass beside her.

Pan Ling didn't know what her junior sister had gone through, but some discerning people could tell that it was PTSD... They knew that you, surnamed Xu, had already done something bad to her!

Well, Xia Ke'an herself thought it was a bit much. After all, she had practical experience of almost zero, and when she saw something similar, she would easily make subconscious associations... Ugh, that stuff tastes awful, and some people with a belly full of perverse tastes still insisted on drinking it!

Go to hell.

She complained in a voice that could only be heard once in a while, and then gave his waist a hard pinch.

Xu Shi, however, acted as if nothing had happened, continuing to eat her breakfast with a cheerful smile. "Who told you to lie to me? This is the price bad women have to pay."

This subtle interaction didn't arouse any suspicion from Pan Ling. In her opinion, her junior sister was just shy. Oh dear, you old auntie...

Wait, that's not right.

Have I forgotten something?

She suddenly realized something, but couldn't remember it for a moment, so she had to give up and start pouring tea and water for everyone.

Indeed, something has been forgotten.

"By the way, what's the name of our Protestant church?"

"Well..."

Xu Shi was reminded of this and realized he had actually forgotten about it—a huge mistake!

As we all know, names are something that cannot be taken lightly, especially such an important name.

There are many things to consider. First, it needs to be catchy and easy to pronounce. Second, it needs to be made more formal. It would be even better if it could express a hint of defiance against the Papacy.

so.

After careful consideration, he gave his reply.

"Let's call it the Holy Fire Cat Cult."

It's already September! Time flies.

(End of this chapter)