At the strip-shaped dining table, Mr. Ye sat at the head of the table, Ye Qiming and Qiao Yuwei sat on his left, and sitting opposite her was Huo Siyao. He was wearing dark gray home clothes. He may have just recovered from an illness and had just woken up. He looked not in good spirits.
Yu Wei was very nervous at first, but later she discovered that except for when he accidentally glanced at her just after he came downstairs, he seemed to have never looked at her seriously again.
She had been quietly sizing him up, and found that he spoke very little and spent most of his time eating quietly, slowly and elegantly.
"Qiming, give Wei a bowl of soup," Mrs. Ye pointed to the small pot on the dining table and said to her, "I've been cooking the mutton soup all afternoon. Try it. It really doesn't smell bad at all."
Ye Qiming served her the soup obediently. In the exquisite thin porcelain bowl, the soup was white. She drank it cooperatively. It was completely different from the mutton soup in her impression. It was very fragrant. "It tastes really good." .”
"Drink the mutton soup to keep yourself warm." Old Mrs. Ye said cheerfully, "Si Yao, come and try it too," he said, serving a bowl to Huo Siyao with his own hands, "When your body is warm, you will be less likely to catch a cold, let alone I’m going to have a fever.”
Qiao Yuwei choked when she mentioned cold and fever, and Ye Qiming patted her back to calm her down. When she came back slowly, she raised her eyes to look at the opposite side, but accidentally met Huo Siyao's gaze, and she quickly looked away with a guilty conscience.
She had a cold and a fever, which was actually caused by herself. She had been sleeping groggily these past few days, half asleep and half awake thinking about what happened with him that night. And his cold and fever were probably caused by her, and she felt really guilty.
"Mom, why are tonight's dishes different from before?" Ye Qiming looked at the light dishes on the dining table and asked, "Did the chef change?"
"No." Zhou Nianci said, "Isn't Yuwei coming for dinner? Si Yao is recovering from his illness, and your grandfather has invited the chef from Shou Fang Zhai over tonight."
Upon hearing Shou Fang Zhai, Qiao Yuwei lowered her eyes and thought of the breakfast a few days ago. No wonder it tasted so familiar when I first ate it. She raised her eyes and glanced quietly at the other side, and accidentally met his gaze. They both moved away tacitly, and she had a little secret in her heart.
"Grandpa is so partial!" Ye Qiming deliberately disturbed the atmosphere at the dinner table, "I am your grandson, how come you treat outsiders better than me?"
"Who is the outsider?" Mr. Ye said pretending to be angry, "Who is the outsider at this table?"
Zhou Nianci tried to smooth things over, "There are no outsiders here, we are all one family."
"I was joking," Ye Qiming said obediently immediately, "Grandpa, don't be angry."
Mr. Ye smiled and said, "Who is angry with you little brat?" After that, he looked at Yu Wei and said, "Yu Wei, come on, eat more."
On a winter night, it is cold outside, but the indoor atmosphere is harmonious and warm as spring.
After dinner, I saw the snow getting heavier and heavier, and I was afraid it wouldn’t stop for a while.
Mr. Ye said, "Yu Wei, don't go back tonight."
"Yes," Zhou Nianci said, "You will stay in Yunman's room tonight, which is right next to Qiming. There are brand-new pajamas and skin care products in her room, so it is convenient for you to live there."
Ye Yunman is Ye Qiming's younger sister and is currently studying in Australia. This Miss Ye family comes from a wealthy family. She was raised by a noble family and has a very good temperament. Yu Wei has only met her once and only vaguely remembers her. She looks a lot like Zhou Nianci, very beautiful.
Outside the window, there was a vast expanse of white at night. Driving down the mountain on a snowy night was indeed very dangerous. Qiao Yuwei was not pretentious. She took care of herself as she came.
Mr. Ye was also very satisfied with this arrangement. He was old and couldn't stay up late, so he went to bed soon.
Zhou Nianci personally took Yu Wei to her room. Ye Yunman's room was on the second floor, about 40 to 50 square meters, with a European-style interior decoration and a separate bathroom and cloakroom.
Away from the crowd, Zhou Nianci's previously kind face was a little indifferent, and her tone became colder: "I'll have someone send pajamas over later. You'd better not touch Yun Man's things."
