"Be content with this! Thereâs only a little yajian tea left at home, and Mr. Luo loves to drink it." Mr. Luo, who came out of the study, smiled warmly at these words.
"So stingy, over a bit of yajian tea." After finishing, he turned to the servant behind him, "Go, get two pounds of yajian tea for this young master."
The servant was very obedient, immediately stepping forward and bowing, "Yes, young master. Does the young master need anything else?"
"Anything else? Get some Yunfeng tea and...nah, forget the dahongpao tea. Remember to get two Wangquan roast chickens; thatâs all for now."
"Yes, young master, Iâll go do it right away." The servant then glanced at Yang Chuxia, looking very proud, as if to say, who cares about your little bit of yajian tea, our young master lacks nothing.
Yang Chuxia giggled, and Ye Ziâanâs face was also filled with amusement.
Mu Shaoling felt embarrassed. This was supposed to be a show-off, but the servantâs actions made him look a bit awkward.
"Tsk tsk," Ye Ziâan shook his head.
Mu Shaoling couldnât stand his attitude and snorted coldly, "Shut up, or halfway to the Capital City, this young master will have someone kill you."
"This is my house; save your big talk for outside." After finishing, Ye Ziâan added, "By the way, when are you leaving my house?"
But Mu Shaoling still ignored him.
Then he turned to Yang Chuxia and said, "Xiaxia, letâs have some braised shrimp tonight."
"Alright." Yang Chuxia nodded. They still had some fresh shrimp in the freezer at home, so it was a simple request.
Seeing Mu Shaolingâs attitude, Ye Ziâan snorted and said to Yang Chuxia, "Wife, I want to eat steamed shrimp."
"But thereâs only enough for one plate, what should we do?" Yang Chuxia looked at him suspiciously, thinking that he hadnât liked steamed shrimp recently.
Mu Shaoling revealed a faint smile at the words, thinking triumphantly, let him show off, especially with one word for âwifeâ and another for âhusband.â âWifeâ is so great, âhusbandâ is so great, but he really doesnât have one... Mu Shaoling felt embarrassed.
"Wife, then letâs have steamed shrimp." Upon catching a glimpse of Mu Shaolingâs smile, Ye Ziâan immediately made a decision.
Yang Chuxia was a little troubled, "Brother An, this is our home, not Mu Shaolingâs. We shouldnât do this."
"Then letâs have braised shrimp." Brother An gave in with the words âour home,â and Yang Chuxia wiped the sweat from her forehead, thinking that men really need to be coaxed. Especially when they become childish, they can really turn the world upside down if theyâre not coaxed.
Mu Shaoling really couldnât stand his manners.
"A grown man acting like a spoiled woman, shameless."
Ye Ziâan was furious, "When are you finally leaving? Have you paid for eating at my house and sleeping in my bed? And weâll be going to the Capital City in a few days. There will be no master here, so what are you staying for?"
At his words, Mu Shaoling was quite taken aback.
"Youâre turning black being close to an inkwell! Canât you be more ambitious? A grown man haggling over such trivial things, arenât you ashamed? Besides, this young master has helped you in many ways, so whatâs the big deal about eating a few meals at your place? Just donât be an ingrate, itâs embarrassing."
On the other hand, Yang Chuxiaâs focus was different. This man really wanted to take her with him to the Capital City? She couldnât help but nudge him.
"Wife, whatâs wrong?" The look on Mu Shaolingâs face was sour, like, wow, what a gentle tone!
How can men be so fickle?
"So you mean to take me with you to the Capital City?"
"Of course!" Ye Ziâan chuckled and pulled her closer. "I heard the scenery in the Capital City is very beautiful, and you can go and see it with me."
"Youâre going to take her to the Capital City?" Mu Shaoling asked Ye Ziâan incredulously.
"Yes. Any problem?" Ye Ziâan thought this man was making a fuss over nothing.