An Especially Early Breakfast
Sheng Nanxuan was shaving in the morning when the doorbell rang. He turned around, opened the door, then went back to the shower without even looking at who it was. Fang Yang walked in carrying three sets of hot breakfasts.
They were not purchased. How could Boss let Madam eat food from outside when she was pregnant? What if they didn’t pass hygiene tests and she got sick from eating? Thus, Sheng Nanxuan had summoned his personal chef from the capital a few days ago.
For now, the chef was staying in the house where he could cook and was responsible for making breakfast every day! This chef was a top-rated international chef. He could cook Chinese and Western and work with any kind of ingredient to achieve any kind of flavor. There was nothing he couldn’t cook!
However, Sheng Nanxuan only let him cook commonly sold street food. The day before yesterday was steamed dumplings, yesterday was deep-fried breadsticks, and today was dumplings.
After washing up, Sheng Nanxuan changed his clothes, grabbed his tablet, and left the room with breakfast, looking like an ordinary working man.
Fang Yang thought that Boss hid his aura every time he went to his mother-in-law’s house. It made one want to stare at him directly!
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When Sheng Nanxuan passed by Mama Gong’s children’s clothes shop, he found her already inside. He walked in and passed her a serving of dumplings. “Ma hasn’t had breakfast yet, right? I bought this along the way.”
“How could you spend so much money every day?” Mama Gong laughed as she received the dumplings. Upon sniffing them, she exclaimed, “It smells so good! Where did you buy them from? Why do I feel like the breakfasts you buy taste much better than those that I usually buy?”
“I just went into a random shop. I didn’t observe too closely.”
Little Min laughed and said, “It isn’t that the breakfast has become delicious, but Boss feeling that everything is great because you’re happy.”
Mama Gong sniffed the dumplings but still thought that they smelled different from normal dumplings. Maybe it was psychological! She said to Sheng Nanxuan, “Don’t trouble yourself next time. Momo is fine anyway and she can make breakfast.”
“Is Momo up?” asked Sheng Nanxuan. “I’ll deliver the dumplings to her first. I don’t want them to get cold.”
“Go, go.” Mama Gong waved her hand. When he exited, she took chopsticks and began to eat impatiently.
Little Min leaned in close. “It does smell better than usual. Boss, can I try some too?”
“Go away. These are the symbols of my son-in-law’s filial piety! I’ll treat you to lunch. I’m not giving you these!”
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When Gong Mo heard the doorbell and went to open the door, she found a smiling Sheng Nanxuan holding up breakfast. “I was about to cook noodles.”
“Stop cooking,” said Sheng Nanxuan. “I’ve got dumplings here.”
“We trouble you every day.” Gong Mo closed the door and went to the kitchen to turn off the stove.
Sheng Nanxuan asked as she ate, “How’s the taste?”
“They’re delicious,” said Gong Mo as she nodded. “I’ve never eaten anything so delicious. Where did you buy it?”
“Somewhere on the way here.”
“Which shop is it? Did you buy the previous few breakfasts there too? They seem more delicious than what I usually buy.”
“It’s probably a psychological thing.”
“Perhaps. You don’t have to go through the trouble next time. Even though it’s delicious, food from outside might not be hygienic. It’d be okay normally, but I’m pregnant now and have to think of the child.”
“Whatever you say goes.” Sheng Nanxuan did not object. She wouldn’t need to make her own food for long, anyway. She wouldn’t need to cook for herself once they arrived at the capital.
After finishing the dumplings, Gong Mo went out to buy the vegetables needed for their lunch and dinner. Sheng Nanxuan accompanied her. The pair did not go to the wet market, but to the supermarket. They also bought some daily necessities along the way.