Chapter 22

"Hmm... Why is the Miss Su sitting there? " She really couldn't help it and purposely gave Long Ye Tian a reminder.

"This is where the mistress sits, right, Ye Tian!" Pei Nuo cast her gaze at Long Ye Tian. They were hoping that Long Ye Tian would make the decision quickly, so they added fuel to the fire: "However, I think that Miss Su must have just arrived here and doesn't know the rules, so it's normal for him to sit wrong."

"Err …" Pei Nuo was dumbstruck. How dare she, a mere lover, call herself his mistress? He became a little anxious, "Ye Tian, this …"

"It's just a meal, why would there be so much trouble!" Long Ye Tian frowned.

Pei Nuo was a little stuffy, she could not believe that Ye Tian did not care, but after saying all that, she had nothing else, so she could only sit down.

As the anger in his heart raged, Pei Nuo could only continuously feed Long Ye Tian: "Ye Tian, try this."

"Try this. "How's the taste?"

Long Ye Tian said with a cold face, "Mn, sure. "Well done."

Xiao Wu did not bother with the two anymore.

At this time, Long Ye Tian's ice-cold gaze landed on a plate of vegetables on the table, which only had a small portion remaining.

Xiao Wu clenched his chopsticks tightly, raised his head, and endured his anger. If she did not remember wrongly, five years ago, she often made vegetable rolls, did Long Ye Tian not remember that? Or was he deliberately mocking her?

Hearing that, Pei Nuo's mood immediately became good, the unhappiness just now had flown beyond the ninth heaven, "Ye Tian, this looks so weird, eating it would definitely make you uncomfortable, I'll pour it out for you, right?"

After saying that, he stood up and quickly picked up the plate. He then poured the remaining half of the plate into the trash can.

Xiao Wu looked at the vegetable rolls that were thrown into the trash can, and thought back to when she had made countless of vegetable rolls for him. It seemed that he had never eaten them before, and every time he got a maid to pour them for him.

However, at that time, she was so stupid that she thought that she had cooked too horrible, so she made vegetable rolls for herself every day.

Right...

Why was she so keen on making vegetable rolls again and again? Seems like, some time ago, Long Ye Tian had once said that it looked like it was not bad.

So she learned to do it.

The more she thought about it, the more depressed she became. If she could go back to the past, she would definitely go back and give herself two slaps on the face.

Long Ye Tian rested his cheek, looked at Su Xiao Wu: "You haven't made any progress at all, all you know how to do is do this."

"Boom!"

Xiao Wu looked at him and did not forget. He knew that she had done it, so he said it deliberately.

Trash?

Shit!

"If you don't like it, then naturally there will be others who do. It's not for you, you don't have to judge it. " Xiao Wu scrunched his eyebrows, it was enough to pinch a nest of flies to death.

"Someone else? Who? The man outside the coffee shop at noon? "Heh …" Long Ye Tian dragged his words, as a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Oh, yes, he really does like to eat." Xiao Wu bluntly pushed it back.

On the side, Pei Nuo was confused by what she heard. She completely could not understand what they were saying, and wasn't this woman being too arrogant towards Ye Tian?

bang * Suddenly, the glass cup accidentally rolled onto the ground. An ear-piercing sound broke the current deadlock.

Pei Nuo stood up all of a sudden: "Sorry, I didn't notice."

He crouched down and picked up the glass.

"Ahhh …" The glass cut his finger, causing Pei Nuo to groan.

"Miss Pei, let's go." The maid who was standing in the distance quickly came over and squatted down to clean up the mess on the ground.

Pei Nuo took a deep breath, and started bleeding profusely, even her eyes were a little red.

"Let me see." Long Ye Tian extended his hand out to her.

Pei Nuo was dazed for a moment, and thought she had misheard. Seeing Ye Tian reaching out his hand to her, he immediately became even more wronged and walked to Long Ye Tian's side. "Such a deep cut, I can't even play the piano for the next few days."

"Does it hurt?"

"Yes." Being cared for like this, Pei Nuo's teardrops fell down, that was a grievance.

Xiao Wu sat right beside Long Ye Tian. That eye piercing image, it was impossible to not see it!

Heh … Since when did that aloof, emotionless, ice-cold monster start to care about women?

He put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm full, you guys go ahead and eat."

Xiao Wu stood up and immediately left the dining hall in large strides. He did not even turn his head back, he really did not want to see the affection between them.

Up the stairs.

A pile of sweat appeared on Su Xiao Wu's forehead. It was weird, why was it that he felt this way, it was just that he was tired of seeing others, why did she feel so upset?

Even breathing became difficult, making him feel like he was about to suffocate.

So uncomfortable.

Supporting himself with the banister, Xiao Wu struggled to move up the stairs.

In the restaurant.

Pei Nuo lowered her head as a smile formed on her lips. As expected, this newcomer, how could he compare to her in terms of position in her heart?!

"Ye Tian, can you help me treat my wounds?" she asked.

Long Ye Tian lowered her hand. "You should be an expert in handling matters such as wounds."

"Alright, then." Pei Nuo unwillingly nodded her head, and the servant that she called over seemed to have thought of something, "Oh right, I've paused for a while, and brought Miss Su a bowl as well."

"Alright." The servant nodded.

Pei Nuo held her fingers and retracted her tears. She then said to Long Ye Tian: "Ye Tian, try it, the taste should still be pretty good."

The servant immediately presented two bowls of soup, one bowl respectfully in front of Long Ye Tian, while the other bowl was brought upstairs to Su Xiao Wu.

Blackeye glanced at the soup, then picked up the spoon and drank a mouthful. Just as he swallowed it, a peculiar expression flashed across his cold face.

"What's wrong, Ye Tian, don't you like this soup?" Pei Nuo asked suspiciously.

Long Ye Tian put down his spoon: "What kind of soup is this?"

"Normal mushroom stew."

"There's yam in here, right?"