The Yuan Family was overly strict with the hierarchy system. Since Ah Fu's ancestors also worked as helpers of the Yuan Family, she was naturally aware of this social system.
Mu Chenyan smiled when she saw Ah Fu's reaction, "Don't be so nervous, I just want to make some food for the Young Master personally!"
This reason was sufficient and Ah Fu was relieved. She nodded her head and answered, "Then Young Mistress can cook and I'll help you."
Although Ah Fu was young, she was a fast and tidy worker. Mu Chenyan prepared the ingredients and Ah Fu cleaned and cut the vegetables carefully. After Ah Fu was done, she waited for Mu Chenyan.
Mu Chenyan tied an apron around her and rolled up her sleeves casually. Then, she started cooking and bustling in the small kitchen.
Yuan Xuan was raised in the country, but he spent most of his youth abroad. Thus, Mu Chenyan prepared both Chinese and Western cuisines. She took into account each flavor from both cuisines and spent more than an hour bustling in the kitchen.
Yuan Xuan came downstairs after he changed his clothes. His white shirt was spotless and his very well-ironed custom-made trousers wrapped around his long legs as he walked down the stairs.
He was fixing his cufflinks as he walked. When he saw a glimpse of the slender figure bustling in the kitchen, he was stunned, then he smiled lightly.
Yuan Xuan was walking towards the table right when Mu Chenyan and Ah Fu was placing the dishes on the dining table. The handsome man squinted his slender long eyes and stared at the extremely obedient woman. She was like a little housewife with an apron around her waist as she bustled around to ladle a bowl of porridge for him.
"Why didn't you prepare milk?"
Yuan Xuan looked at the fragrant porridge and asked deliberately. There was a devilishly charming smile on his indescribably handsome face.
Ah Fu did not know why did the Young Master ask such a random question, but Mu Chenyan understood.
She blushed and did not want to answer him out of frustration because this awful man had other intentions!
During their intimate moments together, he had compared his semen to milk...
Ah Fu did not understand the meaning of it, so she quickly explained, "I told Young Mistress that Young Master is allergic to milk..."
"Yeah! "Someone is allergic to my milk too!" Her entire body was trembling...
He continued to talk about the topic of milk and Mu Chenyan felt so embarrassed that she was having difficulty in breathing. She wanted to hide in a hole!
The way Mu Chenyan tried to cover up her expression made Yuan Xuan realized that she understood the hidden meaning in his words. The man who prevailed instantly felt his mood got better!
He pulled out the chair and sat down. This was Mu Chenyan's first time observing Yuan Xuan this attentively. She did not think that this handsome man could be this elegant even when he ate breakfast!
Food seemed to have turned into a piece of art in his hands. He even needed to cut the fried egg into a perfect shape before putting it into his mouth...
Mu Chenyan observed silently at the side and recalled how she was obsessed with him in the past. She used to pester him into having meals with her and he would pay every single time even though she was always the only one eating.
He would sit there and watch her eat with a cold look on his face. When she thought about it now, Yuan Xuan never really ate in front of her!
Ever since she returned, she often woke up late. Each time she walked out of the bedroom, Yuan Xuan had already eaten breakfast and gone to work. Now, she realized that eating breakfast with him was actually not that bad...
Yuan Xuan finished eating and wiped his mouth with a paper towel elegantly. When he saw Mu Chenyan staring at him, he could not help but laughed, "What's wrong? "Is it difficult to resist looking at such a handsome husband?"
Such a narcissistic...
Mu Chenyan adverted her gaze and said softly, "Someone is hopelessly thick-skinned!"
Yuan Xuan heard her sarcasm and mockery, but he was not mad. Instead, he found it fascinating. When they forgot all about those unspeakable hatreds, their interaction seemed like a flirting and teasing couple.
Ah Fu handed Yuan Xuan his tie and suit. Mu Chenyan quickly reached out her hands to receive it and help Yuan Xuan with his tie.
The Yuan Family was overly strict with the hierarchy system. Since Ah Fu's ancestors also worked as helpers of the Yuan Family, she was naturally aware of this social system.
Mu Chenyan smiled when she saw Ah Fu's reaction, "Don't be so nervous, I just want to make some food for the Young Master personally!"
This reason was sufficient and Ah Fu was relieved. She nodded her head and answered, "Then Young Mistress can cook and I'll help you."
Although Ah Fu was young, she was a fast and tidy worker. Mu Chenyan prepared the ingredients and Ah Fu cleaned and cut the vegetables carefully. After Ah Fu was done, she waited for Mu Chenyan.
Mu Chenyan tied an apron around her and rolled up her sleeves casually. Then, she started cooking and bustling in the small kitchen.
Yuan Xuan was raised in the country, but he spent most of his youth abroad. Thus, Mu Chenyan prepared both Chinese and Western cuisines. She took into account each flavor from both cuisines and spent more than an hour bustling in the kitchen.
Yuan Xuan came downstairs after he changed his clothes. His white shirt was spotless and his very well-ironed custom-made trousers wrapped around his long legs as he walked down the stairs.
He was fixing his cufflinks as he walked. When he saw a glimpse of the slender figure bustling in the kitchen, he was stunned, then he smiled lightly.
Yuan Xuan was walking towards the table right when Mu Chenyan and Ah Fu was placing the dishes on the dining table. The handsome man squinted his slender long eyes and stared at the extremely obedient woman. She was like a little housewife with an apron around her waist as she bustled around to ladle a bowl of porridge for him.
"Why didn't you prepare milk?"
Yuan Xuan looked at the fragrant porridge and asked deliberately. There was a devilishly charming smile on his indescribably handsome face.
Ah Fu did not know why did the Young Master ask such a random question, but Mu Chenyan understood.
She blushed and did not want to answer him out of frustration because this awful man had other intentions!
During their intimate moments together, he had compared his semen to milk...
Ah Fu did not understand the meaning of it, so she quickly explained, "I told Young Mistress that Young Master is allergic to milk..."
"Yeah! "Someone is allergic to my milk too!" Her entire body was trembling...
He continued to talk about the topic of milk and Mu Chenyan felt so embarrassed that she was having difficulty in breathing. She wanted to hide in a hole!
The way Mu Chenyan tried to cover up her expression made Yuan Xuan realized that she understood the hidden meaning in his words. The man who prevailed instantly felt his mood got better!
He pulled out the chair and sat down. This was Mu Chenyan's first time observing Yuan Xuan this attentively. She did not think that this handsome man could be this elegant even when he ate breakfast!
Food seemed to have turned into a piece of art in his hands. He even needed to cut the fried egg into a perfect shape before putting it into his mouth...
Mu Chenyan observed silently at the side and recalled how she was obsessed with him in the past. She used to pester him into having meals with her and he would pay every single time even though she was always the only one eating.
He would sit there and watch her eat with a cold look on his face. When she thought about it now, Yuan Xuan never really ate in front of her!
Ever since she returned, she often woke up late. Each time she walked out of the bedroom, Yuan Xuan had already eaten breakfast and gone to work. Now, she realized that eating breakfast with him was actually not that bad...
Yuan Xuan finished eating and wiped his mouth with a paper towel elegantly. When he saw Mu Chenyan staring at him, he could not help but laughed, "What's wrong? "Is it difficult to resist looking at such a handsome husband?"
Such a narcissistic...
Mu Chenyan adverted her gaze and said softly, "Someone is hopelessly thick-skinned!"
Yuan Xuan heard her sarcasm and mockery, but he was not mad. Instead, he found it fascinating. When they forgot all about those unspeakable hatreds, their interaction seemed like a flirting and teasing couple.
Ah Fu handed Yuan Xuan his tie and suit. Mu Chenyan quickly reached out her hands to receive it and help Yuan Xuan with his tie.
