Shen Mianmian obediently walked over, and she didn’t dare to talk much, being very well-behaved.
Cheng Xiníng dared to act coquettishly in front of Brother He, so their relationship must be extraordinary. Brother He’s cold demeanor when he saw Cheng Xiníng was probably because he was worried about her traveling alone by car, right?
Seeing that He Nan was so nice to Shen Mianmian, Cheng Xiníng pouted and felt somewhat unhappy.
"Brother Nan, where should I put my things?"
"Put them on the ground," He Nan replied indifferently.
"..." Cheng Xiníng was unhappy but didn’t dare to retort, afraid of being driven away. She placed her things in front of the couch and walked over to the dining table, where she saw He Nan making dumplings, and frowned disdainfully, "Brother Nan, this kind of thing, it’s better to let the housekeeper do it. Why do you have to do it yourself?"
Shen Mianmian’s mouth twitched. Had this miss taken her for a housekeeper?
Alright! If it’s a housekeeper she wants, a housekeeper it is! This is Brother He’s sweetheart, and if they argued, it would put Brother He in a difficult position.
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"Who told you she is a housekeeper?" He Nan’s face suddenly darkened, "You must go back the day after tomorrow at the latest. Whether someone from your family picks you up or you buy a ticket yourself, arrange it soon."
"If she’s not a housekeeper, why would she be in your house?" More concerned about Shen Mianmian’s identity than being sent back, Cheng Xiníng felt uneasy. This young girl didn’t seem old enough to have anything to do with Brother Nan. But her beauty troubled Cheng Xiníng.
Brother Nan, who usually dislikes contact with girls, was tolerating this young girl’s presence, hence she thought she was the housekeeper.
"What gave you the illusion you have the right to pry into my private affairs?" He Nan’s eyes narrowed dangerously as he stared intently at her.
Cheng Xiníng shrank back under his gaze and suddenly didn’t dare to make a sound. She redirected her anger toward Shen Mianmian, glaring at her hotly.
Did she just get caught in the crossfire?
Nobody paid attention to Cheng Xiníng, and her temper somewhat subsided. Watching the two making dumplings felt like a thorn in her eye, so she went to the kitchen to wash her hands and clamored to make dumplings too.
He Nan didn’t say anything to stop her, seeming to indulge her behavior.
The dumplings Shen Mianmian made weren’t particularly attractive, but they were acceptable. He Nan’s were uniform and perfectly plump, looking great in comparison. Cheng Xiníng’s dumplings, on the other hand, turned out rather ugly.
Not only were her dumplings irregularly shaped and leaking filling, but it seemed as though her desire to compete with Shen Mianmian influenced her. Her speed, however, was not slow; she made one for every dumpling Shen Mianmian wrapped.
He Nan didn’t mind at all, his unusual tolerance of her antics made Cheng Xiníng feel delightful inside. Brother Nan was indulging her for the first time, surely moved by her making the long journey to spend New Year’s with him.
When the dumplings were finished, Cheng Xiníng was about to seek praise when she heard He Nan say, "Eat all that you’ve wrapped yourself."
Cheng Xiníng was stunned, looking at the dumplings she made, her expression nearly in tears.
If only she had known, she wouldn’t have bothered making them, so she could enjoy the dumplings Brother Nan made. Now she had made so many, too many to eat in two days, and Brother Nan really could have mentioned it earlier.
Seeing her pitiful little face, Shen Mianmian almost couldn’t hold back her laughter.
Was Brother He purposely teasing this miss?
She wondered if she was reading too much into it, but it felt like Brother He’s actions were somewhat akin to a CEO teasing his pampered wife.