You Are My Only Sunshine

“Wow, this is really delicious. Shitou, you have to try this,” Bai Lang said, not-so-subtly trying to change the subject.

What an idiot!

Shang Shi gave him a disdainful look and picked up a scallop to eat as well.

In fact, he didn’t think that the woman’s cooking was tasty. Nowadays, women can’t cook…

Wow, it’s actually… really delicious!

Shang Shi was shocked. Mo Jun’s culinary skills were in no way inferior to a Michelin chef’s.

“Isn’t it delicious?” Bai Lang asked him with a smile.

“Hmm, it’s alright,” Shang Shi nodded reluctantly. He definitely wouldn’t shower Mo Jun with too much praise and let the young master be so easily won over by her food.

“Seems like you don’t like it very much, so I’ll just take them all,” Bai Lang said excitedly, pulling the entire plate of scallops towards himself, which made Shang Shi immediately anxious.

“Hey, I’ve only had one, that’s just too much!”

“You’re the one who said it wasn’t good, but I think it’s delicious, so naturally, they’re all mine.”

“Who said I didn’t like it? No, these are all mine!” Shang Shi quickly grabbed the hairy crabs before anyone else could.

“Then this is mine,” Bai Lang said as he reached for the foie gras.

As they both continued to help themselves rudely, neither of them noticed that a certain person’s complexion had turned so dark it looked like it might rain.

“Have you had enough?” Hao Yansen’s voice suddenly rose in a cold shout, his dark expression more frightening than a judge’s.

Bai Lang and Shang Shi stopped their movements instantly, looked at each other, then swiftly and nonchalantly put the food back where it came from.

Yet without saying anything, they started to eat as if they hadn’t had a meal in their previous eight lifetimes.

Hao Yansen was puzzled. Was it really that delicious? Otherwise, why would these two idiots act like starved pigs?

He tried a slice of foie gras, and Hao Yansen was mildly taken aback; it was indeed delicious.

But when he wanted to try the scallops, he discovered they were all gone…

Hao Yansen’s gaze rested on the empty plate, his icy look lightly sweeping over Bai Lang and Shang Shi, who were still surreptitiously competing for food.

As Bai Lang nibbled on a crayfish, he asked Hao Yansen, “Isn’t it delicious? Girls who can cook these days are rare. Why don’t you just marry her? Then we can enjoy this delicious food every day.”

The last part is your real focus, isn’t it!

“That won’t do, the young master isn’t someone who settles so easily…” Shang Shi retorted, sneaking a glance up from his busy eating.

Bai Lang tossed aside a shrimp shell and picked up a hairy crab, “Then let Yun Long marry her, and we can go to Yun Long’s place for meals every day.”

“Ah, that suggestion is also… could be considered,” Shang Shi’s voice was muffled and strange.

With a bang, Hao Yansen slammed his chopsticks on the dining table, and both Bai Lang and Shang Shi were frightened on the spot.

“Eating so much, still can’t keep your mouths shut, can you? If you want to eat that badly, I’ll send you to a pig farm to eat your fill,” Hao Yansen said with a chilling smile, his cold aura instantly freezing the air around them.

Bai Lang chewed on the hairy crab, chuckling, “I was just kidding…”

“All of you…” Hao Yansen hadn’t finished speaking when suddenly, Mo Jun brought in a steak.

“What’s wrong with you all?” she asked, puzzled.

The words Hao Yansen wanted to say stopped abruptly, but his aura remained frosty.

Mo Jun placed a steak, cooked to a perfect sear on the outside and tender on the inside, in front of him, “This is specially made for you. Red wine with steak, I thought you’d really like it.”

Her smile was as radiant as ever, and her eyes seemed to only ever have room for him.

In an instant, Hao Yansen’s face cleared, as if the clouds had parted and flowers burst into bloom after the rain…