Housekeeper Lin stood by without moving.
In his mind, he was thinking: Are you sure you want to call the Young Master to play with you? Don't blame me if things go awry!
Seeing him unmoved, Beichen Jue shot him a glare, about to lose his temper, when Housekeeper Lin hurriedly turned and headed upstairs.
In the living room
Beichen Rui was playing chess with his grandfather, while Ye Xinluo and Lan Shan were busy in the kitchen.
"Xinluo, can you teach me how to cook?"
Lan Shan said, holding a head of cabbage.
"Hmm? Why the sudden interest in learning?" She had mentioned it before, but Ye Xinluo had thought she was joking. Why bring it up again now?
"Because I suddenly realized I'm completely clueless about anything kitchen-related. Do you think if I weren't in this kind of environment, I might starve to death?"
"How could you starve? If you were to starve to death, where would Uncle and Auntie find another daughter?"
Ye Xinluo teased with a laugh.
