There is a pot of soup on the marble tabletop in the kitchen.
It's quite hot to the touch.
There was a note pressed under the casserole, and Xi Ying pulled it out to read it.
The font is clear and straight, much like Xue Mingcan's style.
[Put whatever you can’t finish in the refrigerator]
Xi Ying: "..."
I thought I would see some warm words, but I didn't expect it to be such a word telling her not to waste it...
…
Xi Ying felt a little confused about her own state of mind.
Why should she have expectations for Xue Mingcan
Xue Mingcan is Shen He, why should she have expectations for Shen He
Had she been kicked in the brain by a donkey
Blinking his eyes, his mood returned to calmness.
She glanced at the still warm chicken soup coldly, and her growling stomach made it impossible for her to ignore this delicious food.
Finally, she pulled out a chair and sat down, serving herself a bowl.
The chicken is cooked until it is tender, crispy and fragrant, just right.
The chicken soup is rich, mellow and fragrant.
This is a dish that uses the ingredients to their fullest potential.
It seems that Xue Mingcan's cooking skills are really good.
…
Early the next morning, Xue Mingcan got up an hour earlier than at school.
Because he has to prepare breakfast and take the bus to school from here.
He had already studied the bus route last night. From this community to the school, it takes twenty minutes by bus.
This already includes the time spent in traffic jams.
It can be seen that the price of this apartment must not be low.
Because Imperial Capital University is located in a prime location in Imperial Capital, every inch of land is valuable.
If you think about it, you will know how expensive a community so close to Teito University is.
Xue Mingcan opened the door and came out, and saw Xi Ying had gotten up.
The curtains in the living room were gently blown by the breeze, slowly floating in the air, and then retracted.
The sound of low, melodious and soothing music reached her ears. Xi Ying, wearing a sports bra, was practicing yoga on a yoga mat with a black mask on her face.
"...Morning." Xue Mingcan was stunned for a long time before saying hello to Xi Ying.
Xi Ying just raised her eyelids and glanced at him without answering.
Xue Mingcan only thought that she was wearing a facial mask and it was difficult to speak, so he didn't care.
Anyway, he never thought about getting too much response from Zhiwei, he just wanted to do his own thing well.
After all, Zhiwei wanted to bring his mother to the imperial capital.
However, Xue Mingcan knew very well that he would never be able to earn that much money by working as a nanny for a month, even if he was a nanny for a wealthy family.
So he secretly made up his mind last night that when he gets rich from work in the future, he will return all the money to Zhiwei.
When Xue Mingcan walked to the kitchen and saw the chicken soup with the lid removed, his mood suddenly worsened.
"Zhiwei, why didn't you cover the lid when you drank chicken soup last night?" He picked up the note that had obviously been moved, and asked with heartache and anger: "Didn't you already read my note? Then what did you do? Why don’t you put the unfinished chicken soup in the refrigerator? The weather is so hot, I’m afraid it will go bad if you leave it outside, what a waste!”
Xi Ying still didn't reply to these words.
Xue Mingcan stomped out of the kitchen with a note in his hand and a heartbroken expression on his face, insisting that Xi Ying give him an explanation.
Xi Ying finished the last action, took off the mask from her face and threw it into the trash can. Then she looked at him and said, "First, I will do whatever you ask me to do."