Unexpectedly, Aunt Li showed up, carrying a thermal lunch box in her hand. Wei Shu's eyes widened in surprise. He said to Yan Yincheng, "Third Master, it's Aunt Li."
Aunt Li? What was she doing here at this time?
Just as the two of them were wondering, Aunt Li walked up to Wei Shu and handed him the lunch box. "This is dinner for Mr. Yan," she said.
This was truly an unexpected delight!
Wei Shu was a bit excited. Aunt Li only listened to Xu Zixi. What else could her presence here mean? It meant that Xu Zixi had given the order! Maybe this dinner was even made by Xu Zixi herself!
Yan Yincheng was even more excited than Wei Shu. He was itching to jump out of bed and run two laps outside. Zixi might scold him for not taking good care of his body, but deep down, she must be worried about him. It seemed that showing off his muscles in the hot spring pool was an effective move! Women just loved to be coy!
He wondered what delicious food Zixi had made for him.
Even though he hadn't smelled it yet, Yan Yincheng could feel his stomach acid churning. In the quiet infirmary, a loud "growl" came from Third Master Yan's stomach!
The joy overshadowed the embarrassment. Third Master Yan pretended to be calm. "Really? You came just in time. I'm hungry. Bring it here," he said.
Wei Shu opened the lid of the thermal lunch box, and a rich and delicious aroma wafted out, making people's mouths water. Even the doctor in the hot spring resort couldn't help but poke his head out.
"What smells so good?"
The corners of Yan Yincheng's mouth twitched involuntarily. When he took the lunch box from Wei Shu, he pretended to ask, "Did Zixi make this?"
Aunt Li lied without batting an eye. "No, I made it."
She watched as Yan Yincheng's expression fell. There was obvious disappointment on his face, but he quickly regained his composure. "Thank you, Aunt Li," he said to her.
Before Yan Yincheng could start eating, Aunt Li said, "Mr. Yan, the young lady sent me here for another thing."
Yan Yincheng said, "Go ahead."
Aunt Li said, "The young lady said that since you're the biological father of the two young masters, you need to set a good example and not pass on bad habits to them. So starting today, I'll be in charge of your three meals a day. But you can't be picky, and you must finish every meal. The young lady will check. Oh, and the young lady also said that if she finds out that you secretly pour out the food without finishing it, she'll make you pay for deceiving her again and again. That's all."
"By the way, the young lady also said that Mr. Yan should remember to pay five million for the food expenses every month. The previous agreement is null and void, but the five million must be transferred to the account on time. One day's delay means Mr. Yan is breaking his promise, and the punishment will be the same as before."
Yan Yincheng stood there stunned. His heart, which had already cooled down, started to soar again.
Zixi remembered the five million! She hadn't forgotten!
Although Aunt Li's words seemed a bit unkind, he could feel the concern hidden in them!
Although she still seemed unwilling to forgive him, for the sake of his health, she was willing to take a step back and let Aunt Li take care of him!
Aunt Li was highly regarded by Zixi, so her cooking must be good. To be honest, compared to the food in those restaurants outside, he could eat a bit more of Aunt Li's cooking. So it wasn't too much of a hardship.
His Zixi was really tough - mouthed but soft - hearted.
Nodding at Aunt Li, Yan Yincheng said seriously, "Please tell Zixi for me, Aunt Li. I'll definitely keep my word and won't disappoint her again."
After Aunt Li left, Yan Yincheng said to Wei Shu, "Since Zixi has asked Aunt Li to be in charge of my three meals, there's no need for Aunt Xie to come from Fengcheng. Please apologize to her for me."
Wei Shu said, "Okay, Third Master."
While Wei Shu went out to make the phone call, Yan Yincheng couldn't resist the tempting aroma from the thermal lunch box. He scooped up a spoonful of soup and brought it to his lips.
The soup tasted amazing. The wild crucian carp had been cooked so well that there was not a hint of fishy smell. All he could taste was freshness! Freshness! Freshness! And because there were red dates and longans in the soup, the different kinds of sweetness blended perfectly. It wasn't cloying at all; instead, it was extremely refreshing!
After just one sip, Yan Yincheng was stunned. Whether it was the sweetness of the food or the realization of who had made this soup, dopamine was surging in his body. The emotion of "joy" was like a raging river, flowing freely in his body.
His hands warmed up, and his heart began to beat faster involuntarily. Thump, thump, clearly and powerfully.
He picked up the egg custard from another thermal lunch box and scooped up a piece with a spoon and put it in his mouth.
Then he tried the oatmeal and millet porridge...
In the emergency exit.
"I'm sorry, Master Xie. We've found a solution to Third Master's meal problem, so you don't have to come all the way to Haicheng. Third Master asked me to apologize to you," Wei Shu said.
On the other end of the phone, Xie Shi was surprised. "Oh? You found a solution so quickly? A Cheng is so picky. Is there really someone in Haicheng who can satisfy his taste? Now that you mention it, I'm even more eager to go to Haicheng."
Wei Shu didn't know how to answer for a moment. He stammered, "Master Xie, you're so busy, so it's better..."
"Alright, I'm just kidding. There's going to be a cooking competition at the Haicheng International Hotel soon. The organizer is one of my disciples, and they've invited me to be a judge. So I'm going to Haicheng for business, not for A Cheng."
Only then did Wei Shu breathe a sigh of relief. After hanging up the phone, he returned to the infirmary. He saw Yan Yincheng sitting there in a daze, with two tear - streaks on his face.
The thermal lunch boxes in front of him were mostly untouched. Only the egg custard had a small bite taken out of it, while the soup and the porridge seemed to be untouched.
"Third Master, why aren't you eating? Miss Yuan said you must finish it," Wei Shu said.
"I can't bear to," Yan Yincheng said hoarsely. "Wei Shu, I can't bear to eat it."
He said, "Zixi made all these. She made them with her own hands."
Wei Shu was surprised. "But Aunt Li said..."
He stopped himself. If Third Master said it was made by someone, then it was. Third Master's taste buds could tell.
His tone softened involuntarily. Wei Shu said, "Third Master, since Miss Yuan made this, you should finish it even more. That's the only way not to let Miss Yuan down. And maybe this is also a sign from Miss Yuan. Your Plan B tonight will definitely succeed! So don't be reluctant. Enjoy it and cheer up!"
"You're right," Yan Yincheng said. He picked up the thermal lunch box.
He was certain that he couldn't live without her for the rest of his life.
For a moment, the only sound in the ward was the tinkling of the spoon against the bowl, which sounded as pleasant as the piano music she played.
The food in the thermal lunch boxes was eaten up cleanly. And Yan Yincheng felt that he had truly come back to life.