Chapter 163 Young Master Ting Competes for Favor in Front of His Father-in-Law
Kong Wange said speechlessly, "How should I know? You must be imagining things."
Yan Heli watched the two whispering to each other and said with displeasure, "Su Zi, go in and serve the dishes."
Yan Su nodded and got up to go to the kitchen.
Upon seeing this, alarm bells rang in Lin Cheng's mind: "Oh no, oh no, Young Master Ting! Master calls that man Su Zi, but you Lin Ting. You can tell the difference in their relationship at a glance!"
Murong Ting glared at him: "I'm not deaf, I heard you."
He stood up eagerly and said, "Mr. Yan, let me help carry it."
Yan Heli hummed in agreement: "Alright, there's a lot of food in the kitchen, Su Zi can't carry it all by herself."
Before getting up, Murong Ting didn't forget to give Kong Wange a look that said, "Aren't you awesome?"
Kong Wange was startled and stared at his retreating figure, speechless.
From the moment she saw Murong Ting until now, his every move has been utterly incomprehensible.
She'd seen Murong Ting eat before, so when did he ever condescend to serve dishes?
A short while later, Yan Su brought out a plate of food and placed it on the table.
Murong Ting followed closely behind.
I saw him carrying three plates at once.
As if to show off that he was more capable than Yan Su, he deliberately walked around in front of Yan Heli before putting the plate on the table.
Yan Heli glanced at him and said calmly, "Young man, don't be so rash. If you break so many plates while carrying them, are you going to do it yourself?"
Murong Ting: "..."
He took a deep breath and nodded, saying, "Okay, I understand."
As they were talking, Yan Su had already placed two more dishes on the table.
Murong Ting hurriedly went out, and when he came back in, he was carrying a plate.
Hold the plate with both hands, being as careful as you can.
After putting down the plate, he secretly waited for Yan Heli to praise him.
Then Yan Heli said, "What's wrong? No more food?"
"There's one more..."
"Oh, so you must have been tired from working today? It was so hard to carry two dishes at once?"
Murong Ting: "..."
He gritted his teeth and said, "No problem, I'll bring the plate in right away."
After saying that, he turned and left the living room.
Kong Wange, standing to the side, said, "Master, why are you still playing along..."
Yan Heli turned his head and gave him a cool glance: "What, feeling sorry for him?"
Kong Wange immediately shook her head: "Absolutely not, you're overthinking it."
She just felt sorry for Murong Ting.
When will he realize that her master already knew who he was?
Yan Heli was satisfied with Kong Wange's attitude.
In the kitchen, Murong Ting had deliberately separated the stir-fried beef with other dishes while Yan Su wasn't looking.
This is the last plate left.
He turned around, found some salt, and secretly sprinkled a bunch of it in.
He then stirred it, took it out, and placed it specifically in front of Yan Su.
"Here, Mr. Yan Su, this is your favorite food..."
"Oh my, stir-fried beef with yellow peppers, my favorite!" Kong Wange suddenly exclaimed from the side.
Murong Ting: "?"
He looked at Yan Heli in disbelief, unsure whether to put the beef down or not: "Mr. Yan, isn't this what Yan Su likes to eat?"
Yan Heli: "Huh? Did I say that?"
Murong Ting nodded seriously: "Yes."
"Sigh, maybe I'm just getting old, my brain isn't working as well as it used to be. This stir-fried beef with yellow peppers is Xiaoge'er's favorite. Come on, what are you standing there for? Didn't you make this yourself? Quickly put it in front of her!"
Yan Heli appeared enthusiastic and eager, but inwardly he thought, "Kid, these tricks of yours are all things I've already done back in the day. Let's see how you handle this."
Murong Ting: "..."
When did he start cooking this dish himself?
Oh no, there's a trap.
On a whim, he tripped over his own feet and decided to perform a "publicly smashing of vegetables" act.
As soon as the dish was put down, Yan Su caught it.
He steadily picked up the plate and placed it back on the table, saying with a knowing look, "Brother Lin, be careful. The ground isn't wet or slippery. You're going to fall."
Murong Ting: "..."
Lin Cheng, who was standing next to him, immediately realized that Ting Shao had added salt, and he immediately broke down.
Oh dear, what's wrong with Young Master Ting? He doesn't even know who likes stir-fried beef with yellow peppers, yet he acts like he's so clever.
Well, if he doesn't want the young mistress to eat it, then he has to eat it himself, right?
Tragic, absolutely tragic.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw Murong Ting suddenly turn around a second before placing the dish in front of Kong Wange, and then pour the plate directly onto Lin Cheng's rice plate.
Everyone: "?!"
Lin Cheng stared blankly at the large bowl of stir-fried beef in front of him, somewhat bewildered: "Ting... Brother, what do you mean by this?"
Murong Ting coughed lightly and said, "Don't you like to eat this? Here, have some."
Lin Cheng: "Ah, do I like it?"
Murong Ting raised an eyebrow: "Don't you like it?"
Lin Cheng hesitated and said, "Maybe, perhaps, maybe I can dislike it?"
Murong Ting shook his head: "No, Brother Cheng, you still don't understand yourself enough. What you like..."
Seeing Murong Ting's unquestionable gaze, Lin Cheng finally resigned himself to his fate.
How could he possibly think that Young Master Ting is pitiful?!
Capitalists are all black-hearted!
Kong Wange: "..."
How much does this man want to annoy her? He won't even let her have a plate of stir-fried beef with yellow peppers.
Murong Ting noticed her gaze, cleared his throat and said, "This plate is for Lin Cheng, I'll make you a new one later."
Kong Wange: "Forget it, I can't say anything good about your cooking."
Murong Ting didn't say anything more, but turned around and shoved Lin Cheng.
Lin Cheng was speechless and began to eat the plate of stir-fried beef with yellow peppers, spoonful by spoonful.
Kong Wange looked at Lin Cheng, tears welling up in her eyes, and after a long while said, "Um... is it too spicy? Do you want some water?"
Why does he seem to be having such a hard time eating?
Lin Cheng nodded quickly: "Ge, you're so kind-hearted!"
Kong Wange then poured him a glass of water.
Lin Cheng downed his drink in one gulp, then raised his empty glass: "More, please."
Kong Wange: "..."
After drinking about ten cups of water, Lin Cheng finally felt alive again.
Kong Wange said helplessly, "Are you so sensitive to spice?"
Lin Cheng wiped away his bitter tears: "Ge, you don't need to worry about me. This rural area is really good. The water is sweet and the food is salty. I wish I could eat more so I can save up enough strength to farm."
Kong Wange glanced at Murong Ting, who remained expressionless, and nodded: "Alright then, the food is simple, but there's plenty of water. You're thin anyway, so eat more beef."
The group at the table: "..."
Are you two singing and rapping to each other?
Yan Heli picked up a few bites of food, glanced at Murong Ting who had a dark face beside him, and suddenly said, "Hey, I was wondering why this food was so bland. Turns out we forgot to bring the wine."
Yan Su immediately understood: "Please sit down, I'll go get it."
After saying that, he turned and went to the kitchen.
With a mouthful of beef in his mouth, Lin Cheng muttered under his breath, "Young Master Ting, did you see that? He's obviously a veteran. He knows where the young mistress's master keeps his things. He must come here often."
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