The servant spoke respectfully and warmly. Young Master has always cherished the Young Mistress the most; if he knows that she has made soup for him, he will certainly be very happy!

Seeing Young Master happy makes them feel very blessed and satisfied as well.

Because, usually Young Master has a cold and stern face, and he only smiles the most when he is with the Young Mistress.

Such a him, is really charming. Just one look, and it makes one’s heart flutter uncontrollably.

However, surprisingly, Nangong Yaoling didn’t show a smile.

Instead, he furrowed his brows slightly and looked at the servant coldly.

The servant’s face changed, and she quickly lowered her head.

"Young Master... did I say something wrong?"

"The Young Mistress is pregnant, and today she went to the supermarket alone. You made her busy in the kitchen all afternoon just for this bowl of soup? What if she fainted?"

The man spoke with a cold, handsome face, his tone chilling.

"I’m sorry, Young Master! It’s our fault, but... we tried to advise the Young Mistress, and she said that she wanted to prepare it personally; if others intervened, it wouldn’t taste like something she made..."

As Nangong Yaoling listened to the servant’s words, he couldn’t help but take a slight breath.

If others intervened, it wouldn’t taste like something she made...

A sense of subtle pain suddenly surfaced in his heart, mixed with a trace of sweetness and happiness.

It turns out, even though she is angry with him, she still cares about him in her heart.

This little woman of his, worried about his health, yet why must she personally do this? As long as he knows she cares, he is already very satisfied.

This woman, how could he not feel tender towards her!

Seeing the servant’s nervous expression, Nangong Yaoling waved his hand.

And said plainly, "I know, you may leave now."

"Yes, Young Master!"

Nangong Yaoling picked up the spoon and took a sip of the soup.

The taste, surprisingly, wasn’t bad.

His thin lips curled up, it seems Xia Xiaonuan has many merits he didn’t know of.

Making soup, hmm... that could earn her an extra point.

The butler in the corner watched with a smile as Young Master showed a look of delight.

Just now, he was scolding the servant, saying not to let the Young Mistress make soup for him.

Yet, drinking the soup made by the Young Mistress, he seemed very satisfied indeed.

Young Master cares about the Young Mistress, and the Young Mistress also cares about Young Master.

Such an atmosphere is truly rare.

Hopefully, the Young Mistress and Young Master can continue to be this sweet all the time.

At night.

The person on the bed turned over, Xia Xiaonuan slowly opened her eyes and felt her throat was dry.

She lifted her head and reached out to the side, feeling for a water cup.

Her fingers accidentally knocked a box, and the box fell to the floor.

Huh... what’s that?

Xia Xiaonuan lifted her eyes, looking down at the floor.

In the dim light, she didn’t see anything, so she picked up the water cup beside her and took a few sips.

She lay back down, continuing to sleep.

She didn’t notice, on the floor to the right of the cabinet, there was a delicate gift box lying quietly in the corner.

******

Meanwhile.

A white riverside villa.

A room in a corner had its lights on.

Qi Yue sat by the small bed, organizing her belongings.

She knew she had already stayed too long, and originally she was grateful enough that he saved her.

But, if she continued to stay at Tang Yan’s house, it seemed really unreasonable.

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