Chapter 232 No, I haven’t drunk enough!



Chapter 232 No, I haven’t drunk enough!

Lan Shenye lowered his head and stared at his legs, which he could feel faintly, and continued, "Whether Yueyue has money or not, it belongs to her. She has already been granted marriage to the Regent, and she will definitely have a dowry. Father shouldn't take the money from Yueyue."

Lan Zhenrong's face darkened instantly when he heard this. He shook his sleeves and said angrily, "Ye'er, you used to be the one who listened to your father the most, but the current situation in the mansion..."

Before Lan Zhenrong could finish his words, Lan Shenye interrupted, "That's not the reason why father asked Yueyue for money."

Lan Zhenrong looked at his eldest son and finally said nothing. He turned and left with a dark face, leaving behind only an angry back.

Seeing this, Aunt Hong quickly glared at Lan Shenye and followed him.

Lan Jiaoyun stomped her feet and turned away with an unwilling look on her face.

Lan Shenye slowly turned his head and looked at Lan Xiyue beside him, his eyes full of heartache, "Yueyue..." he called softly.

Lan Xiyue shook her head, a faint smile on her lips, "Brother, I'm fine."

"Brother, let's go to my Xilingyuan tonight. I will prepare delicious food for you." Lan Xiyue pushed Lan Shenye's wheelchair and walked towards Xilingyuan.

When Lan Shenye heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was not sad because of what her father had just said.

When he arrived at Xiling Temple, Lan Shenye was placed in a side hall.

"Yueyue!"

Lan Xiyue paused and turned to look at him.

Lan Shenye smiled and said, "Just let the servants do it. You don't have to do it yourself."

"It's okay, brother, just wait." After saying that, Lan Xiyue walked out of the side hall and quickly walked into the kitchen.

"Miss, why are you in the kitchen?" Chuchun spoke first, her voice full of surprise.

The aroma of the ribs she had just cooked filled the air, filling the entire kitchen with an enticing aroma. "I just cooked the ribs. Miss, what else do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Chu Xia poked her head out from behind Lan Xiyue, "Chu Chun, stop busying yourself. The young lady came to the kitchen to cook for herself!"

"Ah? Miss is cooking by herself. Then I'll help you." Chuchun said as he walked towards Lan Xiyue.

Lan Xiyue thought about it and decided that since Chuchun had already stewed the pork ribs, she might as well make a soup pot.

Her eyes fell on the vegetables on the table, "Chuxia, wash a dish of each vegetable." Lan Xiyue whispered.

Upon hearing this, Chu Xia hurried over and started to get busy.

Hatsuharu asked from the side, "Miss, what do you want me to do?"

Lan Xiyue pointed to the stove in the corner of the kitchen and said, "Move the stove to the stone table outside the yard, light the charcoal fire, and then get a few jars of good wine."

Chuchun responded and went to move the stove.

"System, open the mall."

System: "Ding Dong! The mall has been opened successfully."

Then a virtual shopping mall interface appeared in front of her.

Lan Xiyue looked through the items in the mall and finally exchanged them for a bag of special soup ingredients.

"After deducting ten points, the host still has forty-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety points left." The system's voice sounded again.

Next, Lan Xiyue asked a little maid to light the fire while she began to cook the soup. The aroma wafted with the steam, making people salivate.

Chu Xia leaned closer and exclaimed, "Wow, it smells so good!"

After a while, the soup was ready. Lan Xiyue scooped the soup into a large pot and poured in the spareribs that had been stewed in early spring. The soup immediately became rich and fragrant.

Meanwhile, Lan Xiyue prepared the dipping sauce. She had carefully blended a variety of seasonings, and she walked out with the pot and sauce to the stone table in the yard.

Chuxia and the little maid had already placed the washed vegetables and two bowls of dipping sauce one by one on the stone table.

Lan Xiyue turned around and walked into the house, pushing Lan Shenye out.

"Brother, we're having pork rib soup tonight."

Lan Shenye looked at the stone table. A small stove was emitting wisps of hot steam. A pot of fragrant soup was stewing on the stove, and a few fresh vegetables were scattered around. A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This stove seems a bit high on the stone table." Lan Xiyue said softly, "But it doesn't matter, I can just stand and do it."

After everyone left, Lan Xiyue picked up the chopsticks, stood up, picked up a few pieces of tempting pork ribs and put them into Lan Shenye's bowl, and carefully blanched some vegetables and put them in his bowl.

"Brother, how does it taste?"

Lan Shenye picked up a piece of pork ribs and took a bite. The meat was tender and the soup was rich. He nodded in agreement, "It tastes good."

Lan Xiyue then scooped another bowl of soup for him and placed it aside.

He picked up a bowl and filled it with wine.

Seeing this, Lan Shenye couldn't help but frowned slightly, "Yueyue, you are a girl, don't drink."

When had he ever seen her drink so freely? He couldn't help but wonder if it was because her father's words had made her sad and she wanted to drink to drown her sorrows.

Lan Xiyue waved her hand and said, "Brother, I'm happy tonight, so I'll drink a little. But, brother, don't drink any more. Your legs are still soaking in the medicinal bath, so it's not suitable for you to drink." Before she finished speaking, she picked up the bowl and took a big gulp of wine.

Lan Shenye looked at her and couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Never mind, let her do as she pleased tonight. After all, this was in Yueyue's own yard. Even if she got drunk and made a fool of herself, no one would see her.

After three rounds of drinking, Lan Xiyue's face was flushed, and her eyes became blurred and deep. She suddenly raised her head, blinked, looked at Lan Shenye and said, "Brother, I'm going to find a house outside and move out tomorrow, okay?"

Lan Shenye's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, and his brows furrowed even tighter. "No, I'm worried about you being away. Besides, father was just angry and said that, don't take it seriously."

Lan Xiyue muttered, "There's nothing good about this family."

Lan Shenye felt a pang of pain in his heart when he heard this, and looked at her tenderly, "Yueyue, you still have a brother in this mansion."

"Okay." Anyway, her Xilingyuan and this mansion live separately. As long as they know what's good for them and don't bother her again, she won't take the initiative to cause trouble for them.

Lan Xiyue poured another bowl of wine. Lan Shenye looked at the two empty wine jars beside her, then at her red face, and said, "Yueyue, stop drinking. You're drunk."

"Ah? I'm not drunk. I'm not drunk."

Lan Shenye shook his head helplessly, looking deeply at Chuchun and Chuxia who were standing beside him.

"Help the young lady into the room, wash her up, and let her have a good rest."

Chuchun and Chuxia responded.

Lan Xiyue was holding a jar of wine, her eyes were blurred and her cheeks were flushed, obviously she was drunk.

She waved away the hands extended by Chuchun and Chuxia, hugged the wine jar tightly, stood up and took a few steps back.

"I want to drink enough today, and no one of you is allowed to take my wine jar!"

Seeing this, Lan Shenye couldn't help but hold his forehead and asked, "Who asked you to bring the wine?" He shouldn't have let this drunken girl drink. Look at how drunk she is.

Chuchun whispered, "It was the young lady's order. I thought it was for you, the eldest master." Chuchun's voice became smaller and smaller.

Lan Shenye gave a bitter laugh, "Yueyue said my legs are in a medicinal bath and I can't drink."

After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Lan Xiyue beside him and said, "Yueyue, be good. It's getting late now. Go back to your room and rest. Don't drink anymore. Let's drink another day." Lan Shenye's tone was as gentle as possible, trying to persuade this person who was already drunk.

Lan Xiyue just muttered: "No, I haven't had enough to drink!"

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