Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When Qiao Lian’s group arrived at the hotel, Dad Xia and Mom Xia arrived too.
Xia Yehua was holding Mom Xia’s hand, chatting and laughing happily with Dad Xia, as they walked into the private room.
When she saw Mei Feng, Xia Yehua gave a cold smile.
Mei Feng hurriedly stood up and spoke kindly, “You are all here. Please, take a seat!”
She then gave an explanation, “Zihao’s dad had to deal with something urgent at the office. Once he’s done with the meeting, he will be here straight away. In-laws, please do accept my sincere apologies.”
What could Dad Xia say?
Although he wasn’t happy, he still maintained a smile on his face. “No problem, work is more important!”
However, when Shen Zihao heard these words, he was not happy. “What can my dad be busy with? What can be more important than his son’s marriage?”
After these words were spoken, Shen Xiu’s voice came through the door. “You! This bastard! You don’t even bother to help me in the company, how do you expect me to handle such a big company all by myself?”
He walked in while saying these words and, when he saw Xia Yehua, he let out a cold humph and averted his gaze.
Xia Yehua looked cautiously at the group of people before her. She was worried that Shen Xiu would say something that might make Dad Xia unhappy.
However this time, Shen Xiu didn’t say anything inappropriate, seemingly because he was aware that Shen Zihao was around as well. But his attitude was still somewhat arrogant and cold.
As a whole, it was not a bad start.
Xia Yehua heaved a big sigh of relief.
When Qiao Lian saw Xia Yehua’s look, she couldn’t help but laugh.
After a while, the cold dishes were served.
Xia Yehua saw a picked pepper chicken foot and she picked it up immediately to place it on Shen Zihao’s plate. She smiled obsequiously and said, “Zihao, this is your favourite.”
Lately, because of Xia Nuannuan, Shen Zihao had been at Xia Yehua’s place more often.
Ultimately, they were still mother and son by blood. Although the matters of the past had not been clearly explained, under Xia Yehua’s gentle influence, Shen Zihao didn’t seem to be as cold as before.
Xia Yehua had picked up a piece of chicken feet, but she hadn’t given it to Shen Liangchuan. Instead, she had given it to Shen Zihao. Shen Zihao narrowed his eyes and felt slightly content.
He lowered his head and was intending to take a bite when he heard Mei Feng’s voice, “Sister Xia, Zihao loved to eat chicken feet when he was much younger, but now, Zihao especially loves to eat steamed chicken.”
As these words were spoken, she picked up a piece of steamed chicken, placed it on Shen Zihao’s plate and then said with a smile. “Our taste buds are constantly changing.”
Shen Zihao narrowed his eyes as he heard this.
He recalled that, for the last eight years, she had been totally clueless of his diet.
His expression turned cold in a split second.
He made a disapproving sound and threw the piece of chicken feet he had picked up on his plate. “Right, I don’t like it anymore.”
Xia Yehua was so affected that her eyes turned red and her mouth twitched a little. In the end, she could only say, “It is Mom’s fault for not knowing your current diet. What do you like to eat? Let Mom know, I will cook for you next time.”
In this world, needless to say, a mom should be the one that knows best about her son.
However, his mom had to ask him what his favorite meals were.
Shen Zihao felt extremely pathetic. With a cold expression, he said, “Don’t trouble yourself as there aren’t many chances anyway.”
The meaning between the lines was that he would not be going to the Shen family’s home in the future.
Xia Yehua choked. The atmosphere in the private room turned cold in the blink of an eye.
Witnessing Xia Yehua’s inability to find a way out of the embarrassment, Qiao Lian was intending to say something but then she heard Xia Nuannuan voice, “Zihao, I love to eat chicken feet too.”