Having cleaned the eggs, Huangfu Jue placed the plate aside, wiped his fingers, and pulled her in front of him to untie the apron around her body.
He picked up the plate with the burnt eggs and strode out of the kitchen, pulling her along and casting an authoritative glance over everyone.
They were lucky she hadn’t gotten hurt; otherwise, they would have been in trouble!
Intimidated by his authority, everyone timidly looked down.
"What are you standing around for?" Will hurriedly spoke up, "Go prepare breakfast now!"
The kitchen maids snapped to their senses and scurried back into the kitchen.
Having settled Gan Yuan by the table, Huangfu Jue took his place with the plate in hand.
"I’m in a rush, so I won’t wait for you all."
He unfolded his napkin over his knees, reached for the knife and fork, and elegantly began to cut into the burnt egg on his plate. Watching him slice, fork, and bring a piece of the burnt egg to his lips, Gan Yuan finally reacted, hastily stretching out her hand to grab his fingers.
The egg was burnt and had even fallen on the floor; how could it be edible?
"I like them a bit burnt." The man said with an indulgent smile, lifting the egg to his mouth and chewing, "Mmm... the taste is very... unique!"
Gan Yuan had indeed added quite a few seasonings to make the burnt egg more palatable, so the taste was, naturally, very unique—awful.
Beyond "unique," he couldn’t think of any other adjective.
Across from him, Gan Tang had already started sniffing.
"Mommy, did you add cinnamon powder?"
Gan Yuan forced a laugh.
The little guy sniffed again, "Why do I also smell cumin?"
Gan Yuan glanced at her son sideways, "Because I wanted to make it barbecue-flavored!"
The little guy couldn’t help but laugh, looking sympathetically at Huangfu Jue; having to eat such a "special" burnt egg was no easy feat when dating his mommy!
Gan Yuan gave him a glare and frowned at Huangfu Jue, who was focused on eating the egg.
"It’s so bad, just throw it away!"
"It’s not as serious as you think," Huangfu Jue said with a smile, "Considering it’s your first time, you did really well."
Gan Yuan’s hands hastily pushed a glass of milk towards him, "Drink some milk instead, don’t eat that egg."
The man caught the glass of milk and casually took her hand as well.
"This is the happiest breakfast I’ve ever had!"
The little one unreservedly scoffed, "Uncle Huangfu, you’re so cheesy!"
"Shut up!" Gan Yuan glared at her son, then turned her gaze back to Huangfu Jue, who was eating the egg, "Remember, you need to be extra careful when you leave this time."
Huangfu Jue finished the milk in large gulps, stood up from the table, and ruffled the little guy’s hair. He stood beside Gan Yuan, bent down, and kissed her lips.
"Wait for me to return."
He put his hand on her shoulder to stop her and accepted the breakfast served by the maid, patting Gan Yuan’s shoulder affectionately.
"Have a good meal, and come to pick me up when I get back."
She smiled in agreement.
In truth, she didn’t like farewells either; they were indeed saddening.
"Goodbye, Uncle Huangfu," Gan Tang politely bid him farewell.
Nodding at him, Huangfu Jue strode out of the dining room. Since he had gotten up late that morning and needed to catch up on his schedule, he had to move quickly.
If it weren’t for Gan Yuan cooking herself, he definitely wouldn’t have had breakfast at home.
Sitting in the back seat of the car, he looked sideways at the receding main building, feeling for the first time a poignant sense of attachment stirring in his heart.