26: C26 Lethargy

C26 Lethargy

Fu Fengyi waved her hand and said, "This matter is not urgent. I called you over for another matter. Tomorrow, Mo's dad might come. I want to ease their relationship. "You can help me think of a way."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Go back to your work."

"Yes, ma'am."

In the kitchen, Ye Zimo was carefully preparing every dish. He moved skillfully, so it was obvious that this was not the first time he had entered the kitchen.

Usually, he was so high and mighty, but he would never have thought that he would cook in person. It was just to make his mother eat happily, causing Xia Yihan to have a whole new level of respect for him.

"Wash the cucumbers, don't peel them."

"Alright."

Cucumber flowers with thorns, very fresh, Xia Yihan washed the water, very carefully with the palm of his hand to rub away those thorns.

Was it because she was afraid of stabbing his hand that she was so meticulous?

He saw that her delicate palms were red. Silently, he held out his hand, indicating that she should give him the cucumber.

"Mr Ye, it's not finished yet."

"Hand it over!" His voice was cold and hard. She stopped talking and handed him the cucumber.

She knew it when he looked at her palm, so she didn't know what it was like when he rubbed the cucumber thorns away with his palm.

Gratitude? Moved? Or something, in short, as if for a moment it could not be completely calm.

Although Xia Yihan was their assistant, she did very little. Most of the work was done by Ye Zimo herself.

The dishes he cooked all looked simple, but they were tasty. He just didn't know what the taste was like.

"Go get a bowl!" he ordered.

Xia Yihan went to the cupboard for a bowl and a spoon.

Ye Zimo pointed at the porridge with pine nuts and corn and added a bowl of shrimp soup.

"Taste it, is it good to eat?" Ye Zimo said.

"This …"

He had made it for his mother, and Xia Yihan felt that she was not qualified to eat it.

His eyes were firm, and at the same time, they were filled with anticipation.

It was as if she saw a little boy who wanted to make her mother happy and couldn't bear to say a single word of displeasure. Of course, she couldn't say no to what he wanted her to do.

Xia Yihan took the bowl and scooped a little bit into her mouth. It tasted really good.

As he chewed, the flavors of the various ingredients merged together, giving him an endless aftertaste.

"How is it?" Ye Zimo's voice sounded a bit anxious as she asked.

"Delicious!" Your mother will like it. " Xia Yihan replied with a smile.

Even though he had done so many things against her, even at his instigation, she had to swing the knife at her wrist.

At this moment, she had completely forgotten about those things. In front of her eyes was a very simple and filial son, which was why she sincerely smiled at him.1

Her appreciative gaze seemed to be more than just a bowl of broth; it seemed to contain something else. Looking at her curved almond eyes, Ye Zimo was surprised for a moment. Then she said seriously, "My mom likes light taste. Try it again and see if it's salty or not."

"En!" Xia Yihan nodded, scooped another spoonful, and carefully savored it.

She tapped her tongue twice and licked the soup off her lips with great seriousness. Her serious face made Ye Zimoxin, who was staring at his mouth, twitch.

"Let me try." He took the bowl from her.

She thought that he would immediately lower his head to drink the soup, but who knew that he would casually place the bowl on the side of the operating table and then lower his head without any warning.

Suddenly, he heard a light cough.

Ye Zimo and Xia Yihan turned to look at the door at the same time and saw Fu Fengyi standing at the kitchen entrance, frowning slightly.

Xia Yihan's face looked as if it was about to bleed. She was ashamed and angry, but at the same time, she was also worried. Ye Zimo would definitely say that she was the one who seduced him. His mother would not allow a maid who had seduced her son to stay, and she was not sure that she would be driven away at once.

Fu Fengyi's brows quickly relaxed. She slowly walked up to Xia Yihan and asked, "You are?"

At this moment, Ye Zimo had already let go of Xia Yihan, so she could stand up and reply.

"Madam, my name is Xia …"

Halfway through Xia Yihan's sentence, Ye Zimo took a step forward and stood in front of her mother. She said in a deep voice, "Mom, it doesn't matter who she is. I forced her to do this. You should have seen it right?"

Xia Yihan was too surprised. She stared blankly at Ye Zimo's calm face, which made countless women fall madly in love with it. Her heart felt like it was overturned. She could hardly believe that he was speaking for her in front of his most valued mother, but he was speaking for her.

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