Mr. Wen paused holding the tea, then quickly took a sip, as if he didn't feel anything about it.
The housekeeper waited for a long time but there was no sound from the other end. He felt that he had been outside for too long and was afraid that his husband would notice him, so he reported to the other end and hung up the phone.
The quaint room was silent for a long time, and suddenly an old sigh was heard. Old Man Wen closed his eyes slightly, and in an instant his old age was revealed.
There was a knock at the door. The servant opened the door, holding a basket of steamed rice dumplings, and said humbly, "Master, I heard that Lan Ting sent you some rice dumplings."
Old Master Wen nodded slightly, and the servant put down the rice dumplings and left.
After all, Lin Yitong and others were not worldly people and had never had any experience with domesticated food, so the rice dumplings they made were strange in shape and did not look very good.
Old Master Wen had lived a life of wealth and nobility, having tasted countless delicacies from land and sea, and his taste was quite discerning. In the past, his subordinates would never have served him food that looked so unappetizing, but today, when someone served it to him, he didn't show the slightest disdain or disdain for it.
He stared at the basket of rice dumplings in front of him for a long time, until the heat from the dumplings seemed to be almost dissipating, and then he started to open a dumpling.
The rice dumplings tasted pretty good. Mr. Wen finished all of them in just fifteen minutes, completely forgetting the housekeeper's instructions.
The lights were off in the room, steeped in ancient charm. Outside the window, the sky was pitch black, a few tiny stars already visible, and the chirping of cicadas and frogs filled the air. Incense curled around the corner of the table, and a pile of zongzi leaves lay on the solid wood. His wrinkled, aged face turned toward the window, and a sudden surge of regret welled up in him.
If, if he hadn't been so stubborn, the house would be very lively now.
When the housekeeper quietly returned through the back door, he happened to meet Wen Zeli who was wearing an apron and cutting vegetables in the kitchen, with Wen Hangxing and Jiang Sui helping him.
He was stunned. This scene was too shocking, no, too horrifying. He would never have dared to think of it even in his dreams!
Wen Hangxing turned around and saw Uncle Liu coming in from the back door. Without thinking much, he asked, "Uncle Liu, where have you been?"
There were only four big words in the housekeeper's mind: Danger, danger!
Facing Wen Zeli's cold gaze, the butler forced a smile and said, "I went out for a walk."
He was afraid that Wen Hangxing would ask more questions, so he changed the subject, "Master, what are you doing?"
"Oh, we were cooking. We just played a game where everyone was asked to cook a dish and then vote. The person with the highest number of votes could make a request to the loser," Wen Hangxing explained.
The housekeeper knew without hesitation who came up with this idea. The lady was the only one in the family who had this quirky idea, and she was able to get everyone involved, even the husband who never entered the kitchen put on an apron.
"Then I'll go out first and not disturb you anymore." The housekeeper hurriedly found an excuse and planned to leave this place of trouble in a hurry.
Wen Zeli was still focused on his own movements, seemingly unaware of the butler's panic, and hadn't said a word from the beginning until now.
The housekeeper was a little bit incredulous when he came out of the kitchen. It was really strange that the master didn't blame anyone after knowing his behavior this time.
If he didn't know that the gentleman was extremely intelligent and could guess where he was going just by looking at his behavior, he would have thought that the gentleman was completely unaware of what he was doing.
Sure enough, the appearance of the lady made the husband more tolerant.
Lin Yitang, who inexplicably received the housekeeper's grateful and admiring gaze, asked, "???"
What's going on? Although she's often been looked at this way by people in the manor recently, the housekeeper's inexplicable look at her still makes her feel a little confused.
123 cracked a melon seed, holding the flesh in his mouth so that his words were a little slurred. "Host, someone has been captivated by your charm. Keep up the good work!"
Lin Yitang replied speechlessly: "Have you forgotten that my mission is to eliminate Wen Hangxing's black value and let him live well?"
"Oh, that's right!" 123 slapped his head and replied in understanding, then smiled shyly, "As expected of the host, you are so smart."
Lin Yitang took a deep breath and tried hard to tell herself not to argue with an intelligent robot. She smiled and did not answer.
123 then made a devilish and arrogant expression, "Host, why aren't you talking? Are you shy?"
Lin Yitang: “…”
She gritted her teeth and asked, "What the hell are you reading lately?! Why are you eating melon seeds and reading about boss quotes?"
"Speaking of this..." 123's voice suddenly rose, and he shared with Lin Yitang with some joy, "I recently read a novel called 'The Domineering CEO Falls in Love with Me'. It's so good! The domineering and wealthy male protagonist falls in love with the kind and strong female protagonist, and after going through many hardships and dangers, they finally get together. It really moved me. Host, is this human wisdom?"
Two hearts appeared in the system's black frame, which could barely be called an eye. Lin Yitang's lips trembled. She was silent for a moment, then whispered softly, "As long as you're happy."
"Host, 123 is so happy. I didn't expect to encounter such a wonderful plot. I also learned a lot of human quotes in it! The most classic one is, 'Woman, you are playing with fire.' This is full of the hero's deep feelings for the heroine. Even if the heroine is playing with fire, he still loves her. What a great love."
"Why is it great?" Lin Yitang knew that she shouldn't ask this question, but what 123 said was really too strange, so she still continued.
But she soon regretted it, because 123 replied as a matter of course, "The heroine is so uncultured that she actually set fire to the room. Doesn't she know that it's a hidden space and can easily cause a large-scale fire? But the hero still doesn't blame her and even still loves her. Isn't this very touching?"
Lin Yitang seemed to be wearing a mask of pain, her pretty face was distorted beyond recognition. She wanted to explain to 123 that the word "惹火" here did not mean "setting fire", but she felt that with 123's personality, he would definitely ask her to the end. She really couldn't imagine that scene.
"Maybe it's just my low quality, hahaha." Lin Yitang replied with an awkward smile.
"But, host. Why did the heroine suddenly set fire? It's so strange, there is no context at all." 123 was very confused.
Lin Yitang was furious. "You understand context? Then why don't you understand that there is art in language in this world?"
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