The sweet wife of the rich and wealthy: good night, sir

"mom!"

"Aunt Mo!"

The two little guys called her one after the other, with a little joy on their faces.

The corners of Xia Ying's mouth curved, and her heart softened.

Mu Mu also came back, and spun around her feet a few times, her tail wishing she could fly into the sky.

Such a picture makes people feel warm, as if happiness should be like this.

Yehan watched, his eyes moving.

"Mom, are you hungry? Dad made chicken soup and porridge, which are delicious." Ye Jue said as if offering a treasure, and now he admired Ye Han even more.

Ye Fan also nodded his head and said, "Yeah, my brother and I both ate two bowls!" He also said, "But we didn't eat the big chicken drumsticks, and left them for Aunt Mo and my sister."

Xia Ying smiled and said, "You guys can eat later, one drumstick per person."

"really?"

"no need!"

The two brothers gave different answers. Ye Jue still looked at Ye Fan and said, "Mom is pregnant with a younger sister now, so she wants to eat better. The chicken legs are for her."

"Oh..." Ye Fan replied without losing his temper.

Seeing this, Xia Ying was relieved but also a little moved.

"It's okay, I don't like chicken either, you guys can eat it, I'll just have some soup." Xia Ying said, raising her eyes, her eyes fell on Yehan again, and he had already put the casserole on the table, Open the lid, and the rich fragrance will spread in the room for a while!

Xia Ying had eaten something he cooked before, but it was the first time for chicken soup!

"Try it." Yehan filled a bowl for her.

Xia Ying took a sip, and the taste was very sweet. This level of soup is not like what someone who is making soup for the first time can make.

If it was in the past, she would definitely appreciate it!

"Is the taste okay?" Ye Han still asked, afraid that she wouldn't like it.

Xia Ying responded, "Yeah." She continued to drink the chicken soup with her head down, and gradually, her stomach became much more comfortable.

Ye Han also served her a bowl of white porridge, and didn't say much else. While she was eating, he sat quietly and watched, the warmth in his eyes becoming more and more obvious.

Xia Ying ate a bowl, even if she didn't look up at him, she could still notice him from the corner of her eyes.

"Mom, do you really not eat chicken legs?" Ye Jue asked.

Xia Ying said, "You and Yefan have dinner."

Ye Jue looked at Ye Han and said, "Father, then you can eat, you didn't even eat dinner just now!"

Hearing this, Xia Ying looked at Ye Han with surprise in her eyes, she didn't expect that he hadn't eaten yet!

"You guys eat." Yehan replied, his eyes turned to her again, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and in an instant, the warmth flowed into his heart.

Xia Ying asked, "Why don't you have dinner?"

Yehan replied, "I want to wait for you to be together."

Xia Ying pursed her lips, and said again, "Then why don't you eat now?"

Yehan said, "I thought later, you probably don't want to eat at the same table as me."

Xia Ying was silent, and she was still slandering in her heart: You want everything!You think... you're a big fool!

"Ye Jue, go and help him get a pair of bowls and chopsticks." Xia Ying said, and ignored him.

"Oh!" Ye Jue quickly agreed, and then ran to the kitchen to get three sets of bowls and chopsticks, one set was given to Ye Han, "Papa, here it is!" The rest were for himself and Ye Fan.

"Mom, can we have some more food with you?" Ye Jue said again. When he saw her eating, he felt hungry again.