Chapter 133 Snow Mochi, the Fish Delivery Tycoon



When Yu Nian and Song Ci returned to Nanyang, it was already the evening of December 30th.

Warm sunlight streamed into the room through the French windows. Yu Nian, still wrapped in the blanket, turned around; she was not fully awake yet. She stretched and yawned, "Ah, this feels wonderful."

Bang.

A loud thud as something heavy fell to the ground startled Yu Nian out of her drowsiness.

What was that sound? What fell?

She supported her lower back and tried to sit up. She looked around but didn't find any trace of valuables that had been left behind.

"Could it be my imagination?"

Yu Nian patted her head hard, completely unaware of the person lying on the other side of the ground.

"It's not your imagination."

"I dropped it."

A man's soft voice came from the ground, and he sat up. Then, he climbed onto the bed, grabbed the blanket, and pulled Yu Nian, who was wrapped up tightly, in front of him.

"Fish head reciting? Murdering her husband first thing in the morning?"

"You, you, you, how did you fall to the ground?"

Song Ci's expression was strange; he hadn't expected to be pushed out of bed by someone so early in the morning.

"He was kicked down by someone."

Yu Nian found it somewhat amusing to see the man's resentful expression.

But realizing it was indeed her fault, she could only suppress her laughter.

She rubbed her still aching lower back, leaned forward, reached out and hooked her hand around Song Ci's fingers, gently tugging at them a few times, signaling him to get into bed on his own.

"Get into bed quickly, the floor is cold."

The woman before him was wearing a silk nightgown, with a few buttons loosely fastened at the chest; recalling the memories of last night, Song Ci's ears turned red right under Yu Nian's nose.

The affection in his eyes deepened. At this moment, the chill on the floor meant nothing to Song Ci. He looked at Yu Nian like a hunter spotting his prey, wanting to completely engulf the person before him.

Song Ci's gaze was too naked, and his silence made Yu Nian immediately understand the undisguised lust on his face.

The memory of last night is still vivid. Song Ci, who is becoming more and more familiar with that kind of thing, is simply like a beast, never tiring of it.

Yu Nian was startled by the burning gaze in Song Ci's eyes and trembled a few times. She hurriedly let go of Song Ci's hand, tidied her clothes haphazardly, and prepared to get out of bed.

No, no, this person hasn't had enough of this messing around, coming all the way from abroad to China yet.

The battle lines are getting longer and longer each time…

It's best not to flirt with men during the day.

Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep at night at all!

When it comes to how terrifying a man's energy is, Yu Nian has absolute authority to say so.

Whoever spread the rumor that Song Ci was incompetent, step forward!

Watching her prey flee in disarray, Song Ci pouted with some regret.

Why.

Did he just kick him and run away?

I don't feel sorry for him at all.

Why.

coward.

Forget it, I won't have breakfast with her.

Go take a cold shower.

...

Afternoon, Song residence.

Song Yunhai: "Hey, Xiao Yu? You should be heading back to China today, right? I'd like to come over and have a chat?"

January 1st, today is New Year's Day; Mr. and Mrs. Yu, who went to Yuncheng to visit their friends, have also returned home.

Yu's father: "Hey, Song Ci's grandfather, it's New Year's Day today. Why don't you invite Song Ci to our house for dinner? We brought you a lot of local delicacies from our trip to Yuncheng."

Ever since he truly appreciated Song Ci and the Song family, Yu's father would often talk about Old Man Song and that boy Song Ci to Yu's mother when he was away from home.

If they saw anything fun, delicious, or unusual, they would buy multiple portions to take home and send them to the Song family whenever they had the chance.

Song Yunhai: "Hey, let the old folks eat; these two young people have finally gotten some free time lately, let them have some time to themselves and enjoy their time together."

Since Old Man Song had spoken, Yu's father, who genuinely admired the old man, naturally had nothing to say against him.

Father Yu: "That's right, then let the two of them play by themselves. Tonight, the three of us will have a good drink."

Song Yunhai: "That's settled then. I'll cook two dishes to take with the drinks."

Yu's father: "...Are you sure the food you cooked is edible?"

On the other end of the phone: Beep...beep...beep...beep...

Mr. Yu stared at the phone screen, bewildered, at the screen that had been hung up: ...

Did he say something wrong? Does he think he doesn't surf the internet?

He's seen all those culinary disasters posted by the father and son on Weibo every time.

Is this old man here tonight to carry out an assassination?

No, I have to tell my wife right away.

"Honey! Something terrible has happened! Quickly cook the dishes!"

When Song Yunhai arrived at the Yu family's house with two baskets of homemade dishes, the Yu family's dining table was already filled with all kinds of delicious dishes that were perfect in color, aroma and taste.

All of these dishes were prepared by Yu's mother, who had been exposed to cooking in five-star restaurants since childhood. Although Yu Nian's maternal grandfather was also an entrepreneur, he was also a skilled cook.

Completely different from Song Yunhai, who is simply incompetent yet loves to tinker, and the more he tinkers, the worse he gets…

Yu's mother's cooking skills, which are praised by everyone, were learned from Yu Nian's maternal grandfather.

Before Song Yunhai brought over his terrible cooking, Yu's father quickly helped his wife cook a table full of delicious dishes, piling them high on the round table.

Yu's father: "Grandpa Song Ci, you're here! Come, come, sit down. Niannian's mother has cooked so many dishes. You'll definitely have a good meal tonight."

Mother Yu: "Grandpa Song, please sit down. Take a look at these dishes I've cooked. Is there anything you like? If there is, I'll cook it often and have Yu Nian deliver it to you."

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