Ling Xuejiu's face turned red as she glanced at Leng Xuan, feeling a bit annoyed. She had wanted to prove that even without Leng Xuan at home, she and Xiao Jie could take care of themselves. Yet, she hadn't expected that cooking dinner would turn out to be so difficult. Sighing, she went out with Li Mengjie.
Shaking his head, Leng Xuan began preparing dinner for the two young ladies. Before long, a sumptuous spread of delicious dishes was on the table, overwhelming the senses with their aroma. The young ladies, particularly Miss Li, who was starving by then, were tempted by the enticing scent, and eagerly picked up their chopsticks to eat.
Leng Xuan didn't have much else to do, so he sat at the table, watching the two young ladies finish their dinner, ready to wait for them to eat and then clear the dishes.
