Leng Xuan responded with a grunt and followed, only to discover that the dining table was set with five dishes and one soup, all lavish and beautifully prepared. The dishes were matsutake mushroom braised sea cucumber, original sauce sliced abalone, chopped chili fish head, braised fresh shrimp, a green vegetable dish, and the soup was the bust-enhancing delicacy ’papaya pig’s trotter soup.’ Needless to say, this was surely Ling Xuejiu’s favorite. The young lady’s bust was already ample; consuming more of this, did she intend to turn herself into a dairy cow? Leng Xuan wickedly thought to himself but then remembered Ling Xuejiu hadn’t come to eat. So, he asked, "Uncle Liu, where is the young miss? Why isn’t she coming to eat?"
Uncle Liu had an awkward look on his face; of course, he would not tell Leng Xuan ’the young miss isn’t eating because she’s too upset by your presence.’ With a bitter smile, he said, "The young miss feels unwell and doesn’t want to eat. Let’s just eat!" Although he said it casually, it wasn’t exactly incorrect since Ling Xuejiu really did lose her appetite at the sight of Leng Xuan, which was why she didn’t want to eat.
Leng Xuan, observant and perceptive, also gleaned from Uncle Liu’s expression and couldn’t help feeling a bit down, wondering what he could have done to offend the young miss. Was it because he smoked in the car the first time they met that upset her? But then he thought again, after all, she was a young miss and being a bit capricious was normal, so he didn’t dwell on it too much, picked up his chopsticks and started eating. First, he tried a slice of abalone, which was smooth and incredibly fresh, with a hint of sweetness. He didn’t like sweet foods and felt that, although these dishes were pricey, their taste wasn’t that great—nowhere near as good as what he cooked himself.
Of course, this was only a thought in his mind, as saying it out loud would have been rude.
"How is it, does the food taste okay?" Uncle Liu asked with a smile.
"Ha ha, the taste is quite good. You should eat too, Uncle Liu," Leng Xuan said, even though his words didn’t match his true feelings.
Uncle Liu chuckled and picked up his chopsticks, saying, "These were prepared by a five-star hotel chef; if it tastes good, eat more. Young man, you are still growing. Oh, and Mr. Leng, do you drink? We have a liquor cabinet over there with both red and white wines. If you ever feel like drinking, just go ahead and help yourself."
Leng Xuan said thank you with a wry smile, "No thanks, I’m good with just the meal." After all, he came here to be a bodyguard, not to live in luxury. He also felt embarrassed to just help himself, although he normally did drink quite a bit. Especially after that incident happened, thinking of his three fallen comrades due to his own rash action, he had spent months drowning his sorrows in alcohol since it only slightly alleviated the pain when he was under the influence.
Uncle Liu ate very little; he only had half a bowl of rice before putting down his chopsticks. He waited until Leng Xuan had finished eating before he said, "By the way, Mr. Leng, regarding your enrollment into school tomorrow, I’ve already spoken with School Director Wang on the phone. When you go to the school tomorrow, you just need to register at the academic affairs office. The dean will issue you your textbooks, backpack, and uniform all at once, and then you’ll be sent straight to your class."
"Mm, thank you, Uncle Liu," Leng Xuan said, about to get up and clean up the dishes.
Uncle Liu laughed, "No need for you to clean up. I’ll call Xiao Yun in to take them away." Saying this, he stood up and opened the door. Outside, a demure and adorable girl, probably only about 1.57 meters tall and around sixteen or seventeen years old, had actually been waiting there the whole time. Seeing Uncle Liu, she bowed slightly with a sweet smile, "Uncle Liu, have you finished eating?"