C40 Not Taste

"What happened downstairs?" Luo Ningxiang had just woken up, and was still feeling muddled.

An Siyao pretended not to know about it, and tried his best to not let Luo Ningxiang see the nervousness in his heart.

After the two of them went downstairs.

An Siyao watched as his heart throbbed in pain. Just now, what kind of cruel method did Luo Juntian use to harm her?

Tang Wanyang resisted the urge to slap Luo Juntian, and stiffly got down from his body, "I'll go get the dishes."

She took a few steps forward, her legs clamped tight. The humiliation made her face burn.

Taking a deep breath, she told herself that this was not the time to cry in panic. She pursed her lips, stretched out her hand, placed the dishes on the table one by one, and served them again.

"It's just a few simple dishes, let's just eat them together!" Tang Wanyang calmly sat down, picked up some of the dishes, and put them in his mouth.

Luo Juntian sneered in her heart. She was busy flirting with men, what good food could she make? He picked up some and chewed it. She was stunned. She didn't expect this woman to know how to cook.

"Sister-in-law, the food is really delicious. When I have time, you can teach me. I also want to make some for Siyao to eat," Luo Ningxiang praised her while her words were full of meaning.

"What's there to learn from me? No matter how delicious it is, it can't compare to the chef at home, right? Princess doesn't need to cook!"

An Siyao sat by the side without saying a word, and carefully savored the dishes on the table. If there came a day when she could cook for him alone, he would be willing to become a pauper.

Dinner was spent in a seemingly peaceful atmosphere.

After dinner, Luo Ningxiang pulled An Siyao out for a walk. Tang Wangyang washed the dishes and saw Luo Juntian watching her calmly like a ghost, she felt like he was suffocating.

After drying her hands, she headed upstairs.

"Go for a walk!" Luo Juntian stood up slowly.

"I'm not going!" Tang Wanyi ignored him and strode upstairs.

Luo Juntian went over to her and pulled her into her arms.

"Luo Juntian, what do you want to do?"

She knew that everything he was doing now was all because of what happened just now.

"What do you think I should do to you?" Luo Juntian gripped her waist tightly, his eyes filled with bloodlust. "I'm not feeling well right now."

"Heh — —" Tang Wangyang laughed coldly: "What's there to be displeased about, it's just hugging, and your self-esteem is already unbearable, then why don't you think about what I did when you were so brazenly intimate with Jiang Jinli in front of me? Did I quarrel with you, or did you cause a ruckus?

Luo Juntian gave a mocking smile, "Then should I also learn from you!"