Indulging Mrs. Lu-Chapter 948 - 945: Um, Why Don’t You Eat at My Place?~

He opened the message expressionlessly, but the next second, the corners of his lips slightly curled up, and he couldn’t hide the amusement in his eyes. Realizing his lapse, he cleared his throat and seriously replied to her message: "You were so cute when you were little, now you must be a great beauty."

After sending this message, Nangong Xuan knew that there wouldn’t be a quick reply from the other side, so he grabbed his keys and went out. He originally had no appetite, but just now, for some reason, he suddenly thought of the bag of food next door and immediately felt hungry.

...

Lu Xinyun made two dishes and a soup, and when she brought them out, she found the scents had opened up her appetite.

However, just as she was about to start eating, she heard a heavy door slam from next door, the sound so loud that she couldn’t ignore it even if she wanted to.

Did something happen to Nangong Xuan?

Lu Xinyun immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks and went out, only to see Nangong Xuan striding toward the elevator.

"Hey~" she said, "Where are you going?"

Upon hearing her voice, Nangong Xuan paused slightly, then continued to move his feet forward, saying, "To eat."

To eat?

Lu Xinyun remembered her two dishes and a soup, hesitated for a moment, then shouted again: "How about coming over to my place to eat~"

Her mommy had told her since she was little that good things should be shared.

Nangong Xuan continued moving forward upon hearing this and pressed the elevator button.

Seeing this, Lu Xinyun pouted, thinking what an ungracious man he was, never mind, she’d eat by herself then; a little weight gain wasn’t a big deal, she could just run a few laps tomorrow to slim back down.

She turned around to go back inside, feeling more indignant about how arrogant Nangong Xuan was, refusing even to eat with her.

She closed the door with her hand, but it was blocked by a force. Startled, Lu Xinyun turned around and saw, her lips twitching, "Didn’t you say you weren’t eating?"

Nangong Xuan stood outside the door, one hand propped on the door, the other in his pants pocket, with that same indifferent expression, at least she had never seen him genuinely smile.

Listening to Lu Xinyun, he glanced behind her, then back at her, "Did I say I wouldn’t eat?"

She thought carefully and realized he actually hadn’t said that, then asked, "So what now?"

"To eat."

"..."

Two minutes later

Lu Xinyun saw the man sitting across from her not moving his chopsticks, feeling somewhat confused: "Don’t you like it?"

"You didn’t bring a spoon for the soup." He was accustomed to drinking soup before meals.

"..."

Lu Xinyun brought over a soup spoon, and then saw him serve himself a bowl of soup, sipping it slowly.

She watched him for a while and became mesmerized because he ate so elegantly, just like her brother, slowly and carefully, even eating was quiet without making a sound.

Lu Xinyun suddenly became curious; his eating manner didn’t seem like something you could fake or learn late in life—it wouldn’t appear so natural—he seemed to be someone who grew up in such an environment and naturally adopted these habits, making it very pleasant to watch.

Noticing Lu Xinyun’s eyes constantly on him, Nangong Xuan put down his bowl and chopsticks and stopped, "Why aren’t you eating?"

To be honest, he always thought this woman in front of him was just eating carelessly, but looking at the dishes on the table, he felt that wasn’t the case.

The two dishes and soup on the table were perfectly balanced with meat and vegetables; at first glance, they might not look special, but upon tasting, you’d find they were a harmonious blend of colors, aroma, and taste, prompting him, who was never much interested in food, to eat two bowls of rice and drink a bowl of soup.