Indignation rose in Eldest Madam's heart. It was bad enough that Chu Lian hadn't made a peep after Guilin Restaurant's reopening had failed so spectacularly. However, she still had the mood to cook up more delicious food at home!
Wasn't that being too much?!
In the time it took for these thoughts to pass through her mind, He Ying had already entered Songtao Court with her daughter.
A maidservant immediately ran in to report their arrival.
By the time they reached the parlour, Chu Lian and He Changdi were already drinking mutton soup and eating flower rolls.
The savoury vegetable flower rolls and the pot of thick, warming mutton soup, as well as the various plates of appetisers, presented a huge feast for the eyes. He Ying and her daughter had started salivating without realising it.
Chu Lian and He Sanlang had already been informed that He Ying and her daughter had come, so they weren't surprised in the least.
When Chu Lian set down the white porcelain bowl in her hands, Xiyan immediately stepped forward with a wet towel for her to wipe her hands. Following that, Chu Lian slowly stood up and bobbed towards Eldest Madam in greeting.
"What might be the reason for this visit, Aunt?" Chu Lian's smile was as charming and brilliant as ever. Her tone was also friendly and her voice pleasant to the ear. The way she kept a faint smile on her lips as she spoke was as refreshing as the newly arrived spring breeze.
However, when faced with this sight, only anger and irritation abounded in He Ying's heart.
She harrumphed coldly and said, "What? I can't just pay a visit to you without a proper reason now?"
He Sanlang looked up from his soup and cast a deliberately cold glance at her.
That one look was enough to send chills down Eldest Madam's spine. However, she quickly recovered her calm and propped herself up with the facade of a senior family member. She sat right down on a sandalwood chair without waiting for an invite.
Pan Nianzhen sat obediently behind her mother like a harmless little pet.
"What do you mean, Aunt? Of course you're welcome to visit us anytime you like." Chu Lian's mood didn't seem to be affected by He Ying's words at all. Conversely, she seemed rather agreeable and amenable. She took her seat again right after.
While He Sanlang was seemingly drinking his soup without a care off to the side, he had been watching Chu Lian the whole time. Seeing that her appetite wasn't very good and as a result, she hadn't eaten much, he filled up her bowl of soup again and set it before her.
"Drink more," He Changdi said. His magnetic voice was especially seductive when he lowered his volume to a husky whisper.
It was Pan Nianzhen's first time hearing such a gentle tone from her cousin. Her face instantly turned red.
She replayed the scene again in her mind, but placed herself in Chu Lian's position instead. While listening to He Changdi's voice, she drifted off into daydreams...
Chu Lian wanted to reject the bowl of soup. She had already eaten a whole Shandong steamed bun earlier, and she had topped that off with half a bowl of soup and a single flower roll. This was already more than enough for her tiny stomach, so she tried to push the bowl away. Unfortunately, He Changdi was much more stubborn than she was, especially with the effect of his threatening glare sent her way.
Chu Lian still felt rather hot, so she hadn't wanted to drink too much mutton soup. It wasn't good to disobey He Sanlang at this time though.
If his strange temper really flared up, he wouldn't care if it were right in front of outsiders.
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Transmigrator Meets Reincarnator
FantasyNot my story. For reading offline purposes. This is Book 2 Credits to: Written by: Snow Mountain Mists (雪山岚) Translated by: timebun, Premonition, Myst Edited by: renderedreversed Raws: http://www.17k.com/book/1768774.htmlation 小说作品翻译自ChineseAll中文在线...