There were luxurious European wall lamps on both sides of the corridor. The man slowly approached, his face flickering in and out, as if he was walking through an ancient palace, walking step by step toward his subjects.
Yan Hua's eyes suddenly opened wide. This aura... was similar to that of the man who was going to take her away this afternoon!
"Are you hungry?" A beautiful and handsome face was exposed to the light, with questioning eyes.
Yan Hua thought for a moment that she had just seen it wrong.
"Yan Hua?" Lang Ruoxian saw her dumbfounded and looked at the refrigerator behind her, "I will tell them to prepare more food for pregnant women tomorrow, so you can make do with it tonight."
It's hard for Yanhua to eat much of the food in the refrigerator now, and she doesn't know how to cook it herself.
"It doesn't matter." Yan Hua shook her head, thinking that the other party was asking her to endure hunger.
Who knew that Lang Ruoxian walked past her and tied on his apron to get the ingredients: "I'll cook a bowl of noodles for you."
Yan Hua was stunned for a moment. By the time she reacted, the man had already started chopping onions. His skillful knife skills showed that he was someone who knew how to cook.
"Do you have any taboos?" With his back to her, Lang Ruoxian's voice seemed a little unclear under the boiling water temperature.
"No."
She doesn't, but she is actually very picky about the taste of food. In Yan Hua's opinion, the cooking made by the He family's aunt was not delicious, but she never said that.
After all, if you don’t know how to do it yourself, you are not qualified to judge others.
"Are you scared?" Lang Ruoxian turned around at some point, and Yan Hua could see his delicate and picturesque facial features. Well...as beautiful as myself.
"I'm just not used to it." Yan Hua told the truth.
Lang Ruoxian's eyes flickered, and he suddenly took a step forward: "Are you not used to being a young mistress, or are you not used to... being alone?"
The man was less than an arm's length away from her. His eyes suddenly turned dark, and a cold breath hit her face. Yan Hua couldn't help but shiver.
"you… "
"The noodles are ready."
The light and shadow suddenly faded, and the eyes became warm and bright again. A bowl of noodles cooked in chicken soup was placed on the cooking table, with a few slices of beef and vegetables on top.
"Thank you..." Yan Hua put her mind away, picked up her chopsticks and took a bite, "It's delicious..." That's weird.
Lang Ruoxian raised his eyebrows: "If your expression says so, I will believe it."
"At least you're better than me, right?" Yan Hua smiled, "I can't even cook."
She felt that there was nothing wrong with her answer, but who knew...
"Then don't eat it." The next second, a pair of slender hands stretched out.
Yan Hua stared dumbfounded as the man poured the noodles into the trash can.
"Uncle Li!" The man called inside. A few minutes later, Uncle Li hurried in with an aunt.
"I'm sorry, Second Young Madam, I was negligent. I will prepare a supper for you starting tomorrow." Housekeeper Li apologized and asked Auntie to get something to eat quickly.
Yan Hua clenched her fists. She asked people to get up in the middle of the night to cook on her first day here. What did others think...
"Young Master?" Seeing that Lang Ruoxian was still there, Uncle Li thought he was hungry too.
Lang Ruoxian turned around and looked at Yan Hua: "It's delicious. Go to bed early after eating. I heard that lack of sleep is not good for the fetus."
His eyes passed over her stomach, and the cold feeling came again. Yan Hua bit her lips and looked directly at the man.
"Thank you, I'll keep an eye on it."
Neither humble nor arrogant, even a little challenging.
Lang Ruoxian laughed out loud and walked out of the kitchen.
The aunt of the Lang family is very good at cooking, at least Yan Hua thought it was delicious. She ate a bowl of the small wontons stuffed with three delicacies.
When I was going back, I passed by the living room, but I didn't expect that Lang Ruoxian was still there, seeming to be on the phone with someone.
"Have you eaten?" Seeing her coming, the man hung up the phone and asked politely with a smile.
Yan Hua had a strange expression on her face, wondering if this guy had a mental illness and why his attitude was so changeable.
She nodded, not wanting to pay attention at all, and went straight upstairs to go back to her room.
After walking a few steps, she heard footsteps and knew that Lang Ruoxian was following her. The two of them went up the stairs one after another.
"Mr. Lang, I am your sister-in-law now. Isn't it bad for you to go to my room so late?" When they reached the second floor, Yan Hua suddenly turned around and questioned him.
Lang Ruoxian looked at the woman with cold eyes, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth: "You misunderstood, I will go back to my room."
With that said, he walked to the room next to Yan Hua and opened the door.
"Also...since you said you are my sister-in-law, then calling me Mr. Lang is too foreign." Lang Ruoxian smiled seductively under Yan Hua's embarrassed expression.
"Call me uncle, or if you want, you can call me... Ruoxian."