The man in front of her seemed somewhat unfamiliar, causing Lin Yixun to feel momentarily dazed. She slowly retracted her gaze and instinctively took a step back, putting some distance between herself and the man. She said softly, "No need, I’ll eat later."
The man’s eyes darkened slightly, but he didn’t say anything. He simply handed the plate of food to Lin Yixun, signaling her to take it to the dining room table.
Lin Yixun took the plate from Leng Yixiu’s hands and left the kitchen as if escaping. As it turned out, besides the dish in her hands, there were already three dishes and a soup in the kitchen. The table was set with a balanced mix of meat and vegetables, and each dish was a feast for the eyes.
Lin Yixun didn’t return to the kitchen to avoid unnecessary awkwardness. Before long, Leng Yixiu also came out of the kitchen, carrying two bowls of white rice. This scene clearly should not match his demeanor, yet it wasn’t as incongruous as one might have imagined.
The man handed a bowl of white rice to Lin Yixun and then sat down across from her. Although the dining room was spacious, it did not feel overly empty. The orange-yellow light above the dining table created a warm atmosphere.
Lin Yixun gazed at the steaming dishes on the table, feeling a bit sentimental. From the moment she fell in love with Leng Yixiu, she had countless times fantasized about marrying him, becoming his wife. She imagined them being loving, going to work separately during the day and cooking dinner together after work, then sitting around a table to enjoy a hot meal. If there was nothing else to do after dinner, they could take a walk together, passing their days peacefully and happily.
She never imagined that this scene, instead of happening when they were married, would ironically occur after their divorce.
The man saw her staring blankly at the food without moving for a long time and couldn’t help but say, "Let’s eat. If we wait any longer, the food will get cold."
Hearing this, Lin Yixun slowly pulled herself out of her thoughts. She picked up a piece of meat from the table and chewed it slowly and carefully. Even though she didn’t look favorably upon Leng Yixiu, she had to admit that the man’s cooking was truly delicious.
However, this also matched Leng Yixiu’s personality. This man did everything perfectly. Given that he could dominate the business world, cooking a few dishes was no big deal for him. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ novel-fire.net
"Where are David and the others?" Lin Yixun suddenly remembered and asked.
"David and the others are only here to guard the manor when I’m not around. Now that we’re here, they don’t need to stay. Except for necessary cleaning, there won’t be anyone else in the villa for the next few days."
Lin Yixun didn’t pay much attention to the first part of his words. Her focus was on the last few words. So, during this period in England, only she and Leng Yixiu would be in the villa?
"How long will we stay here?"
The man’s sharp eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he raised an eyebrow, "Why, just arrived and you already want to leave? Or..."
He didn’t finish the sentence, but looking at Leng Yixiu’s expression, Lin Yixun could mostly guess that it wouldn’t have been anything pleasant.
In the next moment, Leng Yixiu’s expression returned to its previous gentleness. He opened his thin lips slightly and said, "We haven’t decided how long we’ll stay. It depends on the specific circumstances."
After dinner, Lin Yixun stood up from her seat, intending to leave, but was stopped by Leng Yixiu. He pointed at the leftovers on the table.
"You wash the dishes."