Chapter 524 A National Dish
"Duke Charles, something bad has happened."
While Charles and Shen Weiyang were talking, a guard suddenly rushed in and spoke to Charles anxiously.
Charles glanced at him, and he realized that it was inconvenient for Shen Weiyang to be here, and slowly calmed down.
He looked very anxious, and his face was sweating profusely because he ran so fast.
Shen Weiyang looked at Charles and said, “Go and do what you want, don’t worry, I won’t act rashly, I know what to do and what not to do.”
The more times like this, the more you need to stay calm. If something happens to her, then no one can save Ajin.
Charles didn't exchange pleasantries with her, just told her to treat this place as her own home and be more relaxed, then he left with the guard.
When it was night, Xiao Wen Nuan came in again to play with her.
Shen Weiyang was eating, thinking about how to deal with Ye Xiuli directly and get Leng Huaijin out of a place like the Colosseum.
Wen Nuan was frightened by her serious look and clung to the door frame, not daring to come in.
It took Shen Weiyang a while to notice her and he immediately called her in.
Little Wen Nuan then came in with her short legs, held her hand with her chubby little hand, looked up at her and asked, "Zhao Zhao, are you unhappy? Don't you like eating our dinner?"
Shen Weiyang glanced at the exquisite dinner prepared for her on the table. How could she not like it? "No, the dinner prepared for me by Nuannuan's family is very exquisite. I like it very much."
Little Nuannuan frowned and said with some displeasure and worry, "But I don't like it. I love food from Country A the most, but after Mom left, I can't eat it anymore. Grandma Berg only likes to buy me new clothes, but she doesn't know what Nuannuan likes to eat."
Shen Weiyang was stunned: "Where is Nuannuan's mother now?"
Xiao Wen Nuan's eyes were red: "Nuan Nuan's mother is gone, and so is Nuan Nuan's father."
The little guy hugged her arm pitifully, looking at Shen Weiyang with red eyes like a little rabbit: "Zhao Zhao, you are from Country A, can you cook Country A food? Nuan Nuan wants to eat Country A food."
Now Shen Weiyang knew why this little guy felt so attracted to her at first sight.
It turned out that it was because I missed my mother.
Such a young child lost his parents, Shen Weiyang was heartbroken watching.
She immediately got up from the chair, bent down, picked up the little guy and said, "Of course, Nuannuan, tell me where the kitchen is and I'll make you a big meal."
When Xiao Wen Nuan heard that Shen Weiyang was going to agree to cook a big meal for her, a smile finally appeared in her red eyes, and she happily showed Shen Weiyang the way.
When Mrs. Berg heard the noise downstairs and went downstairs to see what was going on, she saw Shen Weiyang cooking in the kitchen, and her little granddaughter was happily chattering to her.
Wen Nuan rarely talks much and rarely smiles so happily.
It made her feel sad.
This is the only bloodline left by her son.
She was a mean person, but she gave all her tenderness to her little granddaughter. However, she still didn't know how to make her happy.
If she had not stopped her son from being with that woman, would everything be happy now?
"Mrs. Berg."
When Shen Weiyang finished cooking and turned to take the food to the restaurant, she saw Mrs. Berg, whose eyes were a little red, standing at the kitchen door.
Caught off guard, Mrs. Berg met Shen Weiyang's surprised gaze and turned her head away uncomfortably.
Wen Nuan also saw her and walked over to her happily, holding her hand and asking, "Grandma, do you want to eat Country A food? It's the food that Nuan Nuan's mother can cook, as she told you."
Shen Weiyang also said a little embarrassedly: “Ahem, how about we eat together? Sorry for using your kitchen without permission.”
Mrs. Berg snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the restaurant: "You've already done it, what's the point of saying this now?"
Although Wen Nuan was small, she could feel the subtle atmosphere between Shen Weiyang and Mrs. Berg. She looked up at Shen Weiyang embarrassedly and explained to her grandmother: “Zhao Zhao, my grandmother didn’t mean to blame you. I asked you to help with cooking. Grandma won’t blame you.”
Shen Weiyang looked down at the delicate little girl, feeling warm in her heart: "I know, it's okay."
When they arrived at the restaurant, Mrs. Berg was already sitting there waiting. Although her face still looked a little bad, she had agreed to eat with them.
The ingredients were limited, so Shen Weiyang made three dishes and a soup, including eggplant, minced meat, mouth-watering chicken, and braised lion's head. They were all simple home-cooked dishes, but Wen Nuan ate them very happily. Mrs. Berg also ate a lot of them with a disapproving mouth and a serious mind. While eating, she couldn't help but scold her granddaughter.
"No wonder you didn't eat tonight. It turns out you saved your stomach for this."
Wen Nuan smiled and scooped another big spoonful of rice, with some on her little mouth. "Zhao Zhao's cooking is really delicious, just like Nuan Nuan's mother. Zhao Zhao, thank you. Nuan Nuan missed this taste so much."
When the little girl mentioned her mother, Shen Weiyang felt that Mrs. Berg's mood was a little off. Later, she couldn't eat anymore and sat there in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.
When Nuan Nuan finished her meal and was taken upstairs by the servants to take a bath and sleep, she suddenly said to Shen Weiyang: "I really don't like you women from Country A."
Shen Weiyang was stunned, but did not answer.
What she likes or doesn't like has nothing to do with her.
Mrs. Berg didn't care whether she wanted to hear it or not, and continued on her own: "Tasha, that's Nuannuan. Her mother is from Country A, a very powerful woman. It is said that she was kept by someone before, and she has always been entangled with that man. But I don't know what's wrong with my son, he is like a demon and must chase her and be with her."
"If it weren't for Tasha's mixed-race appearance, I would have suspected that she wasn't my son's child at all. But that woman still had a conscience. In the end, my son died in the line of duty, and she didn't give up on him. I feel sorry for Tasha. She lost her parents at such a young age and can only live with us two old people."
At this point, her tone became obviously sad. "I don't know how long her grandfather can stay with her. If I have to take care of such a young child alone in the future, I'm really worried that I won't be able to take good care of her."
Shen Weiyang, who originally didn’t want to comment on other people’s family affairs, felt something was wrong when she heard her say this: “What do you mean, what happened to Duke Charles, what will happen to him.”
Mrs. Berg's eyes were red, and she clenched her fingers to endure the pain in her heart: "He..."
Having said that, she suddenly stood up from the chair and knelt down directly in front of Shen Weiyang: “Miss Ye, I know you are a capable person, I beg you, please bring Charles back, okay, even if it’s just because Charles took you in this time, please help him.”
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