Rong Yue was surprised to see her mother and the young master bringing out dishes from the kitchen when she woke up the next day.
Dressed in her neatly ironed uniform with her hair packed into a rolled up bun, Qin Yichen sighed at how attractive the young girl was. For their living conditions, it was already surprising that they weren't getting disturbed by men.
"Yue'er, this young master used the vegetables outside to make several dishes, you should try some before going to school." Her mother said softly as she set the table and then pulled her daughter with her to sit down.
Rong Yue understood that her mother was slightly naive and she already felt that it was impossible that the man in front of her would have made something edible.
She watched as he rinsed his elegant and slender fingers and then picked up the chop sticks after serving himself.
