Master, if you treat your wife so badly, your wife will never think that you are trying to please her, right? You are just overthinking it, right?

"Yi Beihan, uh, Mr. Yi." Seeing Yi Beihan's unhappy look, Xia Yan immediately changed his words, "I will live here to take care of you during this time, right?"

However, Xia Yan did not hear the answer.

Yi Beihan sat down on the sofa, looking like an uncle, "I'm hungry!"

Xia Yan took off his coat and walked over, crossed his arms on his waist, bent down, and nodded, "Uncle, what do you want to eat?"

"Try shouting again!"

Uncle? Isn’t this what Shen Jingyu called him before?

Besides, she had only called him uncle before, but now he has become uncle. Is he really very old now?

A certain man immediately became anxious, and the focus was no longer on what he wanted to eat.

"Uncle..." Seeing Yi Beihan's cold expression, Xia Yan could only change his words, "Boss Yi, what do you want to eat?"

"Remove the word you too!" The word "you" will also make him look very old!!

Uh, okay!

It turns out that when a person hates another person, the words he uses will be criticized.

"Boss Yi, what do you want to eat?"

"Dumplings!" Yi Beihan replied without thinking.

In his memory, the happiest time was when Xia Yan ran away to City F for two months six years ago. After he was finally found, she made dumplings for him in that small house.

It can be called a delicacy in the world.

At that time, she was like a shy little wife, and she beamed because he gave her a bouquet of roses.

It was also there that she told him that she had their child.

"Shall we eat something else? Making dumplings is very troublesome, and it's so late at night. It's easy for food to accumulate in your stomach..."

"No, I just want to eat dumplings."

"..."

"If you don't want to do it, don't do it. I'm not forcing you."

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

What else can you do if you don’t do it?

Now he is a patient, an uncle, and God!

Xia Yan went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. The refrigerator was full of ingredients.

Is this Yi Beihan's hometown? He often lives here?

No wonder the decoration style is exactly the same as the original villa...

Regardless of her exhaustion, she chose celery, radish, and lean meat as ingredients because Yi Beihan now needed to supplement his nutrition.

Her hand injury has not healed yet and has been wrapped in gauze, so nothing can be seen.

It's just that the work speed is very slow. By the time the fillings and noodles are ready, two hours have passed.

Yi Beihan woke up with a burst of fragrance.

He waited too long and fell asleep on the sofa before he knew it.

When I opened my eyes, a large plate of dumplings was already placed on the dining table.

He immediately got up and sat at the dining table, took his chopsticks and started eating.

It was indeed as delicious as I remembered, and my stomach seemed to feel much better.

He was very fast, but halfway through eating he suddenly threw his chopsticks on the table and said, "Come here!"

When she was cooking just now, the wound on Xia Yan's hand had been soaked in water for too long. The pain was severe now. In order not to be discovered by Yi Beihan, she put her hands behind her back, lowered her head and asked him, "What's wrong?"

"Come and see what you are making?"

Xia Yan looked at Yi Beihan with bright eyes, took a dumpling and tasted it.

"No problem." It tastes good, okay?

"No problem, you can eat it all yourself!"

Is it really terrible? Then why did you still eat half the plate?
Chapter completed!