It was nine-thirty. Lin Yitang watched Wen Hangxing land a clean punch, then look back at him ostentatiously. This was the thirty-third time this evening, Lin Yitang thought expressionlessly, then mechanically smiled at him and encouraged, "Alright."
Wen Hangxing proudly withdrew his gaze and returned to the game.
Lin Yitang yawned and glanced at the time. This was usually the time for her to take her beauty sleep. If Wen Hangxing hadn't made a fuss and asked her to accompany him here, she really wouldn't have had much interest in games. After all, her only motto in life was to lie down and make progress every day.
After all, what can you ask a salty fish to do?
Lin Yitang finally couldn't bear it anymore, yawned again and was about to leave, "I'm so sleepy, you can play by yourself for a while."
Wen Hangxing quickly put down the club in his hand and stepped forward to stop her, "No, I haven't played enough yet, stay with me for a while."
Lin Yitang refused, "No, if you keep going on like this you'll turn into a yellow-faced woman."
Wen Hangxing licked his face and said, "Don't, you're so beautiful, you can't be that ugly."
Lin Yitang pushed away the head that was leaning against his shoulder and said, "Stay away, I'm really sleepy."
Seeing that she was determined to leave, Wen Hangxing's brows darkened and his whole body exuded a gloomy aura, like a big poisonous mushroom.
Lin Yitang frowned and asked, "What happened to you today?"
Wen Hangxing shook his head subconsciously, "It's okay."
This was even more wrong. According to his usual character of being aggressive, he would have to pretend to be funny no matter what. But today he was not like that. Not only was he a little clingy to her, but he also spoke less.
Was he bullied by someone?
Lin Yitang quickly ruled out this option. Not to mention that the Wen family's power was enough to deter others, even Wen Hangxing himself was tall and strong, and his two friends were no pushovers. No one should be able to bully him.
Thinking of this, Lin Yitang couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that he wasn't given any cookies this afternoon? That wasn't right. Wen Hangxing wasn't the type to stick to conventions. She could have guessed that he would secretly take these handmade pastries, or at least do it openly.
Although he thought it was unlikely, Lin Yitang still said, "I was joking when I said I wouldn't let you eat today. If you really want to eat, I'll have someone deliver your portion to your room later."
Wen Hangxing was confused at first, but then he understood what Lin Yitong meant. She thought he was a glutton.
Wen Hangxing was about to retort at first, but when he saw the worried expression on Lin Yitang's face, he stopped talking and actually agreed.
"It's no use trying to make amends now."
Lin Yitang said in a gentle voice, "Then what do you want?"
Wen Hangxing leaned his shoulders and neck against the wall, "I don't know, but Ms. Lin, you have to compensate me anyway."
Lin Yitang: "I can't think of it either, you think about it yourself."
Wen Hangxing thought about it again and again, and blurted out, "I'm hungry."
Lin Yitang stared at him with her beautiful eyes, "You don't want to..."
She couldn't bear to say the second half of the sentence, it was really outrageous.
Lin Yitang walked out without hesitation, "The kitchen staff should still be busy. I'll have someone make you some noodles."
Wen Hangxing refused mercilessly, "No, I want to eat what you cook."
Lin Yitang pointed at himself and asked loudly: "Do you think I can cook?"
Wen Hangxing acted like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water. "No matter what you cook, I will eat it."
Lin Yitang put his hand down and laughed angrily, "Okay, you'd better eat it all for me. If there's any left, I won't forgive you."
So at ten o'clock in the evening, the kitchen started cooking again.
Lin Yitang stood in front of the wok, wok in hand. The chef stared at her nervously, as if facing a formidable enemy. He kept wiping the sweat from his forehead, wondering: What's going on? If the Second Madam makes a mistake in the kitchen, he won't lose his job, right?
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. The chef spoke carefully, "Second Madam, Young Master, just tell me what you want to eat. You don't have to cook it yourself. After all, there are open flames and other dangerous things in the kitchen."
Lin Yitang strongly agreed with his words, looked at Wen Hangxing and said, "Look, the professionals have said so, why don't we retreat?"
Wen Hangxing didn't even frown, he just stared at her, which made Lin Yitang soften her heart instantly, "Okay, okay."
She comforted the frightened chef standing beside her, saying, "It's okay. We'll just make some noodles. You can go to sleep first. Don't worry, you won't be held responsible for anything that happens in the kitchen."
Chef: Although I feel a little relieved after hearing what you said, I can't completely relax. You say it nicely, but if you are really hurt, not to mention the Second Young Master, even the old man will not forgive me.
The people in the old house had noticed how much attention Lin Yitang had received these days. Putting aside her status, they also liked her lively and polite personality. The chef said with some sincerity, "Second Madam, please be careful."
Lin Yitang was amused. If you didn’t know, you would think the kitchen was some important place.
"I understand. Go and rest."
The chef left, looking back every few steps.
Lin Yitan clicked on the tutorial video and took a few glances, then boiled the water and took out some noodles from the cabinet beside him...
The operation was extremely tedious, and with the steam rising from the boiling water, Lin Yitang soon began to sweat profusely.
Looking at the neat and tidy Wen Hangxing standing beside her with his hands in his pockets, Lin Yitang was furious. She didn't think it was a big deal if this person went to the living room to wait, but the key point was that he stood there like a door god and refused to leave, which was very unfriendly to her. "Come here and help me pick the vegetables."
Wen Hangxing walked over silently, picked the leaves one by one, soaked them in water, and then washed them clean as if he was giving the leaves a bath.
Lin Yitang: “…”
After Wen Hangxing finished washing the vegetables, Lin Yitang instructed him to cut and pack them. It was obviously a tedious task, but Wen Hangxing completed it meticulously. After he finished, Lin Yitang found that he seemed to be in a much better mood.
Lin Yitang couldn't quite understand why anyone in this world could draw energy from doing housework. It seemed she had been completely ignorant before.
Forget it, as long as he was happy, his purpose for tonight would be achieved, and Lin Yitong was also happy to be a lone commander. After all, she just fried an egg and boiled some water tonight.
After everything was ready, Lin Yitang naturally directed: "You take the noodles out, I have to go out first. The kitchen fumes are really not friendly to me."
But she waited in the living room for a long time but Wen Hangxing didn't come out. Lin Yitang returned in confusion and found that he was leaning on the table idly, looking down at his mobile phone. His expression was hidden in the darkness and could not be seen clearly.
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