"mom!"

Why did He's mother yell at Yan Hanxi in front of him?

So annoying!

She has absolutely no status in the family.

He Zhou let out a cold laugh: "Did all of Young Master Yan's family-owned restaurants go bankrupt? Why did you think of coming here to freeload..."

He glanced at the kitchen, having learned from He Sui's scolding, and asked, "What brings you to our house as a guest?"

Yan Hanxi looked obedient and honest: "Jingjing asked me to come."

He Zhou's face darkened, and he pursed his lips in displeasure.

He Chen spoke up at the right moment: "Since it was He Jing who invited us, we are of course very welcoming. However, the He family doesn't have much good food. Young Master Yan shouldn't mind?"

Yan Hanxi remained expressionless: "Jingjing and I have roughly the same tastes. If Jingjing likes it, I definitely will too."

"What does Young Master Yan usually eat for breakfast?" He Chen casually dusted off the dust and said slowly, "I remember seeing somewhere before that the Yan family's breakfast is all about delicacies like dragon liver and phoenix marrow. Are steamed buns and congee not on the Yan family's menu?"

Upon hearing this, He Jing's mother stopped steaming buns in the kitchen and asked He Jing anxiously, "Is your classmate's family very rich? Why don't you treat him to a meal out? I'll pay for it."

He Jing was about to say that things weren't as exaggerated as He Chen made them out to be. Even wealthy families can't escape eating steamed buns and fried dough sticks. Who can swallow gold? Just then, she heard Yan Hanxi outside say, "Sixth Brother must have seen it in the newspaper. Newspapers usually exaggerate things to show off the family's wealth. But actually, we don't eat like that. We just stir-fry some leftover rice and slurp up some noodles for breakfast."

He Jing: "..."

I don't believe you.

Would a billionaire heir eat fried rice with eggs?

It would be more believable to make up a story like "Actually, my identity is fake".

Unfortunately, Mrs. He believed her. She sighed and continued steaming buns, saying, "Jingjing, your classmate is quite pitiful. His parents must be busy and don't have time to take care of him, so he eats these things. In the future, you can invite him to our house often, and Mom can cook for him."

He Jing: "Mom, you're so... kind (and silly)."

If Yan Hanxi were to hear this, he would probably be overjoyed. Wouldn't he just buy up all the hotels near the He family's residence?

He Jing gave up the idea of ​​explaining.

Forget it, it's too much trouble to explain, and there's no need to. Anyway, Yan Hanxi won't be coming to our house anymore.

After steaming the buns and stir-frying the vegetables, He Jing helped carry the food out. He's mother was still washing the pot in the kitchen, preparing to stir-fry some meat.

He Jing ladled a bowl of porridge for Yan Hanxi and called him, "Come and eat."

He Sui teased, "He Jing, you always give me the first bowl of porridge."

Yan Hanxi carried Xiao Guo to the dining table, a smile playing on her lips: "The first bowl of porridge is for Fourth Brother."

He looked as if he had already married into the He family.

He Sui: "Who's your fourth brother!"

That damned little dog Yan, he hasn't even agreed yet, and he's already calling me "Fourth Brother."

Before He Jing could scoop out the second bowl, Yan Hanxi said, "Give the second bowl to Big Brother. He must be in a hurry to get to the company."

He Yuan glanced at him calmly: "...I'm not in a hurry. I'll take Jingjing to school today."

"Oh." Yan Hanxi watched as the bowl of porridge landed in front of her, then pushed it aside. "Give it to Second Brother."

He Ning refused outright: "No, thank you."

They pushed the porridge back.

Yan Hanxi handed the bag to He Zhou.

He Zhou gave a forced smile: "Do I look like I really like this bowl of porridge?"

"Fifth Brother?"

"don't want."

"Sixth Brother."

"Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Xie, but I still prefer the porridge that Sister He Jing personally served me."

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