latelenovela Chapter 353 Let someone else prepare the meal
Chapter 353 Let someone else prepare the meal
The old lady blinked at Shen Lan with a mysterious look on her face.
Although Shen Lan was curious, he didn't ask too many questions and just ate breakfast quietly.
After she finished her breakfast, the old lady suddenly asked, "Nian Nian, what do you think of the breakfast?"
Shen Lan nodded: "The ingredients are well matched, delicious and nutritious. The chef's skills are very good. Did you find a new chef?"
The old lady nodded and said, "I have found a new cook for Xiao Yun. I know him well. From today on, you don't have to cook for him."
Shen Lan's expression paused.
The old lady was afraid that she would misunderstand, so she explained, "Actually, the reason Ah Yun brought you back to the Xiao family was just an excuse. He really rarely eats out, but the food cooked at home is something he can eat."
In the past, the old lady did not interfere in the affairs between the two because she was not sure about A'an's feelings. But now that she knows that A'an really likes this girl, the old lady feels that she has to help her grandson.
How could he let a girl cook for him every day? Is he looking for a wife or a nanny? Their Xiao family has many cooks and servants, so there is no need to let Shen Lan do this kind of work.
The old lady recalled the feeling when she held Shen Lan's hand just now and sighed in her heart.
The back of her hands was white, tender and soft, but there was a thin layer of calluses on the palms. This girl must have been ordered around to do a lot of work in the Lu family before.
I recalled the scene of chatting with Shen Qiao many years ago.
Shen Qiao has a gentle and steady personality and speaks well, but when he talks about his daughter, he can't hide the pride and love on his face.
He really treats his daughter as a little princess and loves her like a treasure.
If they knew how the Lu family treated Shen Lan, they would probably be so angry that they would crawl out of the underworld.
Thinking of this, the old lady looked at Shen Lan with even more pity.
"From now on, I'll leave the cooking to the chef. You..."
"Just help me prepare the medicinal food when you have time." A deep male voice suddenly interrupted the old lady.
Xiao Yun walked in from outside, tall and straight, with three-dimensional and handsome features. He held a bouquet of flowers in his arms and entered the restaurant with the sunshine.
"I've tried the new chef's cooking, and it's pretty good. I'll let him do the cooking from now on. But making medicinal food is a profession that comes from a family tradition, so I can't hand it over to someone else."
After Xiao Yun finished speaking, he saw a flash of light in Shen Lan's eyes, curled the corners of his lips, and stuffed the bouquet into her arms.
Shen Lan was caught off guard by the fragrance of flowers and looked down.
I just happened to catch a glimpse of Xiao Yun's retracted arm. His shirt sleeves were rolled up to his elbows, and there were a few fresh scratches on his firm, fair skin.
She looked at the flowers in her arms again. They were colorful but not messy, and the branches were arranged in an orderly manner. It looked lively and had a fresh beauty.
The bouquets had been carefully cleaned, without any thorns, and even the leaves with sharp edges had been removed.
Shen Lan's eyelashes twitched slightly: "You cut my jasmine and rose?"
Xiao Yun coughed twice and said uncomfortably, "No, I just trimmed some branches."
He really thought these jasmine and roses were an eyesore. Every time he saw them, he would think of Liang Ye and wanted to destroy them. But he was afraid of Shen Lan getting angry, so he only picked out a few branches to trim.
Shen Lan was finally satisfied. He thanked Xiao Yun and then said to the old lady, "I'll go find a vase to keep the flowers."
After saying that, he left the restaurant.
After she left, the old lady pulled Xiao Yun aside and asked, "Why did you interrupt me just now?"
"Grandma, Shen Lan is sensitive and thoughtful. If she is not allowed to cook, she will feel uncomfortable in the Xiao family."
Of course, Xiao Yun was reluctant to let Shen Lan cook every day, so it was for this reason that he allowed her to prepare his three meals a day.
"But now that you have hired a chef, you can let him prepare all three meals. Shen Lan can just make medicinal food occasionally."
She has always been bothered by the transaction between the two of them, and asking her to do some work would make her feel better.
Income from labor sounds much better than sex work.
After hearing this, the old lady looked at him with surprise and a complicated expression: "You are so thoughtful and considerate. I hadn't considered this."
I used to think that my grandson had no emotional intelligence and couldn’t pursue girls, but now it seems that A’an is quite talented in love and has great potential.
Shen Lan prepared the bouquet and went downstairs to the company with Xiao Yun.
While in the car, she felt very uneasy and kept looking at Xiao Yun who was driving.
Xiao Yun looked at the road ahead without looking away. When Shen Lan looked at him again, he said lazily, "Just say what you want to say."
Shen Lan hesitated for a few seconds and asked, "When did the old lady know about us?"
"It's been a long time. She found out after just a few days of your arrival."
"Did you tell her?"
Xiao Yun shook his head: "The old lady saw it."
The old lady was so old, knowledgeable, and knew him well. She could see something was going on just by letting Shen Lan live on the third floor, and she couldn't hide it even if she wanted to.
Shen Lan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the old lady had been so enthusiastic towards her before.
She bit her lip and said, "I think the old lady must have misunderstood the relationship between us. Please explain it to me when you have time."
The old lady looked at her as if she were her granddaughter-in-law, but Shen Lan knew that she would never be her granddaughter-in-law, so it would be better to explain it clearly so as not to make the old lady happy for nothing.