After taking a shower, Song Chi sat on the sofa holding a pillow, his little face flushed as he watched Lu Yanchen washing clothes in the bathroom, his heart starting to beat uncontrollably again.
This villain is such a good family man! How popular would he be in modern times?
Lu Yanchen in the bathroom had his back to Song Chi on the sofa and had no idea that Song Chi was looking at him.
It was just clothes for two people, and Lu Yanchen finished washing them quickly.
He carried the bucket out of the bathroom, went to the closet to get a clothes hanger, walked out to the balcony, and closed the glass door to prevent the cold air from escaping.
Song Chi held the pillow tightly in his arms the whole time, curled up on the sofa and stared at Lu Yanchen. His fair little face was always flushed, and he was so cute that people wanted to pinch him.
In the courtyard downstairs, the servants who were tidying the flower garden saw Lu Yanchen drying clothes on the balcony upstairs. They were Song Chi's clothes, and their jaws dropped.
How much she dotes on the young master! She washes his clothes herself.
"Where are Lu Xiao and Auntie? Why haven't I seen them since last night?"
Song Chi asked curiously as Lu Yanchen took the bucket into the bathroom and put it away, then walked towards the sofa.
Lu Yanchen sat next to Song Chi and peeled an orange. "My mother is not feeling well. She was sent to the hospital run by my uncle last night. My brother and Lin Xiao went to accompany her."
"No wonder there's no one here. I thought they were still asleep."
As Song Chi spoke, he opened his mouth and ate the orange that Lu Yanchen fed him. He leaned against the sofa, the air conditioner blowing gently on his hair. With the sunlight outside at his back, his small face looked even fairer and more cute.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Song Chi raised his little face, covered his mouth with his hands under his loose shirt and chewed, looking at Lu Yanchen suspiciously.
"fine."
Lu Yanchen pulled his gaze back and fed Song Chi another orange. "Is it sweet?"
"Mmm, sweet and very juicy."
"If there's anything else you want to eat, just tell me and I'll have someone buy it for you."
Now that he has the conditions, he will satisfy Song Chi as long as it is what he wants to eat.
"I kind of want to drink milk tea and eat Haidilao." Song Chi blurted out.
Lu Yanchen had never heard of milk tea and Haidilao, but he didn't ask directly what they were. He knew that Song Chi had his own secrets.
He fed Song Chi and said, "Write down the recipe and ingredients, and I'll make it for you tonight."
"Okay, okay!" Song Chimiao said excitedly, "Help me get some paper and I'll write it down for you."
"good."
Lu Yanchen was infected by Song Chi's smile, and the corners of his mouth curved up.
He stood up to get paper and pen and handed them to Song Chi.
Song Chi immediately sat down on the mat impatiently, leaning against the coffee table and happily writing the recipe with his head down.
Lu Yanchen sat quietly watching Song Chi concentrate on writing, then picked up a thin blanket and covered Song Chi's legs.
Because Song Chi was wearing his white shirt, revealing a pair of white legs, and the air conditioner was turned on very low, he was worried that Song Chi would catch a cold.
"Okay, okay, these are the methods and ingredients."
After Song Chi finished writing, he put down his pen and handed the recipe to Lu Yanchen who was sitting on the sofa.
Lu Yanchen took it and took a look. It was not something difficult to make and it even felt a bit fresh.
"Why don't you open Haidilao? It's an improved version of hot pot. It's bound to be popular. And this milk tea, I'm sure a lot of girls will like it."
Song Chi analyzed it for Lu Yanchen.
Lu Yanchen also thought it was a good idea. His uncle gave him a large sum of money to start his own business, and now he was using it.
It is true that he wants to take back the Ouyang family's property, but he also needs to have his own property. Only when the things are his can he feel at ease and satisfy Song Chi's material life in the future.
"I have lots of business ideas, especially those related to food. I can provide recipes for anything you want to make."
"good."
Lu Yanchen touched Song Chi's head lovingly. After meeting Song Chi, he felt that any difficulties could be easily solved.
"I'll write a few more for you. You can bring Jiang Feng, Lin Xiao and the others to do it together."
Song Chi took the paper and leaned back on the coffee table, writing non-stop. He asked, "Do you want to do a night market or something like that? Grilled fish? Barbecue? Drink some wine? That kind of thing should be popular too."
Lu Yanchen didn't ask for anything. "I want whatever you write."
Song Chi didn't stop writing. "Okay, I'll write down everything I remember for you, and I'll fill it in for you later if I remember it."
About thirty minutes later, Song Chi finally finished writing and handed it to Lu Yanchen.
Lu Yanchen checked carefully, then got up and left the room. After a while, his men came upstairs.
I don’t know what Lu Yanchen told him, but his subordinates were very happy. Most likely, Lu Yanchen wanted to take them to make money together.
After all, the people he brought from home are all his brothers, and they will not refuse to help him if they can.
The subordinate who was already eager to try, "I'll do it right away."
"Don't buy too much, try the taste first."
"good."
The subordinate ran downstairs with the recipe in his hand and hurried out.
Song Chi didn't know that his small suggestion would lead to the new hot pot, milk tea and various barbecues becoming popular throughout Kyoto.
Song family, Song Jingwan's room.
"How dare the master do that? This is simply too much." Aunt Wang, the housekeeper, was so angry that she was shaking.
Just now, her subordinates reported to her that Song Yan and others were going to capture Cao Zhenjian. She turned pale with fright after hearing this, and quickly told Song Jingwan about it. She was extremely angry at this moment.
Song Jingwan, who was sitting in a wheelchair facing the floor-to-ceiling window, had no expression on her face, but her hands on her thighs were clenched tightly, her nails digging deep into her skin.
She had no feelings for Cao Zhen, but she would not allow him to use her money to support other women.
The reason why Song Jingwan married Cao Zhen can be traced back to her grandfather's generation.
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