"The crucian carp soup is ready."

Tang Xingmi picked up a spoon, ladled a bowl for Aunt Wen, and handed it to her, saying, "Aunt Wen, try it and see how it tastes?"

Aunt Wen's eyes lit up as she smelled the fragrant crucian carp soup, and she quickly replied with a smile, "Okay, sure."

She accepted the steaming crucian carp soup with both hands and thanked her, saying, "Thank you, young mistress."

"You're welcome, Aunt Wen." Tang Xingmi smiled slightly at her and carefully reminded her, "Be careful, it's hot."

"Okay, sure."

Aunt Wen took the bowl, scooped a spoonful of milky white soup, brought it to her lips and blew on it gently. The aroma was irresistible, and she quickly put it into her mouth.

Tang Xingmi looked at Aunt Wen expectantly, wanting to know how her fish soup tasted. Was it good?

As the broth entered her mouth, Aunt Wen closed her eyes to savor its deliciousness. The rich and fragrant broth filled her entire mouth. Aunt Wen exclaimed in surprise and opened her eyes, "This fish soup is so delicious!"

Tang Xingmi asked, "Really? Does it really taste good?"

"Yes, madam, your cooking is excellent!" Aunt Wen praised her.

"I wonder if Xiao Han likes it?"

Aunt Wen assured him, "He'll love it! Young Master will definitely love it!"

Tang Xingmi smiled and said, "As long as it tastes good."

Aunt Wen bent down and scooped up another piece of tofu, eagerly putting it in her mouth. It was piping hot but not mushy, delicate and smooth, and paired with the delicious fish soup, it was simply irresistible! Absolutely intoxicating!

"Aunt Wen, how about you try some fish?" Tang Xingmi picked up a pair of chopsticks and handed them to her with a smile.

Aunt Wen smiled and took it, then eagerly picked up a piece of fish and put it in her mouth to savor it carefully.

Her bright eyes immediately widened, and she praised Tang Xingmi repeatedly, "Mmm, young mistress, this fish is absolutely delicious! It's so good!"

The fish is tender and melts in your mouth, neither fishy nor greasy, leaving a lingering aftertaste!

I never expected the young mistress's cooking to be so good!

She really underestimated her.

Seeing how much Aunt Wen liked it, Tang Xingmi smiled and said, "Aunt Wen, if you like it, I'll get you another bowl."

"No, no, thank you for your kindness, young madam, but one bowl is enough for me," Aunt Wen said with a smile.

She really wanted to finish the whole pot of fish soup!

However, she couldn't do that; this was fish soup that the young mistress had painstakingly prepared for the young master.

She cannot take away someone else's love!

Aunt Wen tried her best to suppress her craving.

Seeing that Aunt Wen refused, Tang Xingmi smiled and remained silent.

Next, I started preparing to make steamed sea bass and braised carp.

After Aunt Wen finished her fish soup, she helped out.

As the sun gradually sets, the orange glow of the sunset spreads across the sky, like a beautiful painting imprinted in the air for people to admire.

With Tang Xingmi and Aunt Wen's help, the dishes were finally all cooked.

Aunt Wen smelled the delicious aroma and looked at the brightly colored fish, her mouth watering.

She really wanted to taste the other two dishes of fish that the young mistress had made.

It smells amazing, it must taste delicious!

Tang Xingmi said, "Aunt Wen, let me pick up a piece of fish for you to try."

Aunt Wen reluctantly said, "Young Madam, no need. I'm already full after just one bowl of fish soup. Thank you for your kindness, Young Madam."

I heard Aunt Wen say that she was full.

Tang Xingmi didn't want to force her, so she said, "Alright then."

Are you full?

But why are Aunt Wen's eyes fixed on the fish, almost glued to it?

"Thank you for your help today, Aunt Wen." Tang Xingmi smiled sweetly at Aunt Wen.

I sincerely thanked her.

If it weren't for Aunt Wen taking care of her today, she wouldn't have been able to prepare the meal so quickly by herself.

Therefore, Aunt Wen deserves a lot of credit, and it is only right to thank her.

Aunt Wen looked at her with a kind face and said, "Young Madam, you're too kind, no need to thank me."

The young mistress prepared all three dishes by herself; she only washed the vegetables and didn't help much.

Tang Xingmi asked, "Aunt Wen, what time does Xiao Han usually come home?"

"Young Master's home time is not very fixed. Sometimes he comes back very early, and sometimes he comes back very late, but most of the time it's quite late," Aunt Wen replied.

"Oh, I see. Okay, I understand."

Tang Xingmi wondered if taking the food to his company would disturb his work. If it did, it wouldn't be good.

But we don't know when he'll be back. According to Aunt Wen, his return time is uncertain, and if he comes back late, the dishes will get cold.

If it gets cold, reheating it won't taste as good as when it's freshly made.

Tang Xingmi wanted to send him a WeChat message to ask what time he would be home, but then she thought better of it and decided to just stay home and wait for him.

Tang Xingmi sealed the cooked fish with plastic wrap and put it in the refrigerator.

I sat in the living room waiting for him.

The sun has set, night has fallen, and the sky is adorned with countless stars, mysterious and silent.

Tang Xingmi leaned back on the sofa watching TV, waiting for Fu Xiaohan.

Aunt Wen cut some fresh fruit, brought the fruit platter out of the kitchen and into the living room, saying, "Young Madam, please have some fruit."

The exquisite fruit platter was placed on the coffee table in front of Tang Xingmi.

"Yes, thank you, Aunt Wen." Tang Xingmi sat up and said sweetly to Aunt Wen with a smile in her eyes.

She reached into the fruit plate, took a plump, juicy grape, and ate it.

Sweet and sour, juicy, seedless, and with a subtle rose fragrance, it tastes great and is delicious!

"Aunt Wen, hasn't Grandpa come back yet?"

"Young Madam, Master just called to say he won't be coming home tonight; he'll be staying at his old friend's house for the night," Aunt Wen said.

"oh."

After chewing the grapes in her mouth, Tang Xingmi found them delicious and picked up a small bunch of grapes from the fruit plate.

"Aunt Wen, you should have some too." He politely handed it to Aunt Wen.

"Thank you, young mistress, but I won't eat."

These were all prepared especially for the young mistress; how could she possibly eat them?

Seeing that Aunt Wen wouldn't eat, Tang Xingmi didn't force her.

"Aunt Wen, you go ahead and do your work. I'll wait here by myself."

"Okay." Aunt Wen withdrew.

Tang Xingmi ate delicious grapes while watching TV.

He ate the rest of the fruit from the fruit platter, but Xiao Han still hadn't returned.

As she waited, her eyes grew so tired that she almost fell asleep several times.

"Young Madam, why don't you go to your bedroom and rest? I'll call you when the young master returns."

Aunt Wen came to the living room and saw that the young mistress wanted to sleep but dared not, and was so sleepy that she couldn't stay awake. She went up to her and asked with concern.

“It’s alright, Aunt Wen. I want to sit here and wait for Xiao Han.”

That way, she can see him immediately when he comes back.

Tang Xingmi glanced down at her watch; it was already past nine. She looked up at Aunt Wen and said, "It's getting late, Aunt Wen, you should go and rest. Don't worry about me."

"But……"

"Go ahead if you're alright," Tang Xingmi said with a smile.

Aunt Wen agreed and left the living room.

After finishing their work, the servants all went back to their rooms to rest.

Now Tang Xingmi was the only one left in the living room, sitting on the sofa, continuing to wait for Fu Xiaohan.

Time passed second by second. Tang Xingmi stared at the direction of the hall, and as she stared, her vision gradually blurred.

I was so sleepy that I couldn't keep my eyelids open, so I leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep without realizing it.

-

Inside the Huo family villa.

The complete demise of the Huo family was a devastating blow to Huo Feng.

He already has a heart condition, and after today's ordeal, his body is completely worn out.

Upon arriving home, he coughed up a mouthful of blood and died of anger.

Without a leader, the entire Huo family is now in complete chaos.

Without his father to rely on, Huo Feng is nothing.

He was devastated, went to a bar to drink, but ran out of money and got beaten up.

He was acting completely out of control, and when he came out of the bar, his face was covered in bruises.

He was beaten quite badly.

It is said that a phoenix on land is no better than a chicken, and a tiger fallen to the plains is bullied by dogs.

He's not even as good as a stray dog ​​now.

His former friends, seeing him in such a sorry state, all turned on him, keeping their distance and ignoring him completely.

No one was willing to lend him a hand or give him a boost.

Overwhelmed with pain, Huo Zeyu, clutching an empty wine bottle, stumbled into a narrow alley.

I need to use the restroom.

The alley was pitch black, without any lights. He tripped over something and fell to the ground with a thud, cursing under his breath.

Before he could even stand up, a girl holding a sharp dagger stood out starkly in the dark alley.

They came up behind him and then plunged their swords into his back.

Huo Zeyu had no time to react.

The girl's face was contorted with rage, as if she harbored some deep-seated hatred. She squatted on the ground and then stabbed Huo Zeyu dozens of times.

"It's all your fault, you scum! You've ruined my life! Go to hell! Go to hell! Go to hell!!"

Each stab was fatal; the man lying on the ground fell silent, no longer struggling.

Blood splattered, but the night concealed the bloodstains on her face.

The girl left the blood-soaked alley without looking back until the person had completely stopped breathing.

-

After finishing an important collaboration, Fu Xiaohan drove home.

Sitting in the car, Fu Xiaohan was eager to get home and see Tang Xingmi.

I wonder if the little one has been eating properly?

I wonder if she's asleep at this hour?

Did you think of him today?

Someone who used to be never eager to go home now wishes he had a rocket under his car so he could rush home and see the woman he longs for.

Aunt Wen didn't rest; she was also worried about the young mistress sitting alone in the living room.

The entire manor is air-conditioned. If the young mistress falls asleep on the sofa and catches a cold, it will be disastrous.

She came out of her room and into the living room, where she saw the young mistress with her head resting against the back of the sofa, her eyes closed, asleep.

Aunt Wen picked up the blanket, tiptoed, and hurried over to gently cover Tang Xingmi with it.

She dared not wake the young mistress.

At this moment, Fu Xiaohan parked his car and walked into the hall.

Aunt Wen heard the sound, turned around, and looked towards the door. It was the young master returning.