She is Si Ye's favorite
Chapter 22 Self-righteous
Song Yu was also taken aback, Aunt Lian shivered, and the three of them turned their gazes to the leader at the same time.
The crisp sound just now was the sound of Si Xuanting slapping the knife and fork on the table.
"What's wrong with you? You almost had a heart attack after eating a meal." Song Yu said exaggeratedly.
Si Xuanting glanced at the two people sitting facing each other in front of him, and lifted his cold thin lips:
"The caviar is not fresh."
Mu Yingxue looked at the food on the porcelain plate in front of him. The caviar particles were plump and smooth, and the color was clear. It didn't look like bad caviar.
"The color of the foie gras is abnormal."
Mu Yingxue remembered that she was on the sidelines when the chef was cooking, and the foie gras was absolutely delicious when picking up the ingredients.
"Sashimi is not red snapper."
Mu Yingxue remembered that the chef used the fresh bluefin tuna that was airlifted in today, isn't that okay?
"Aunt Lian, pour these down."
Mu Yingxue looked at those exquisite untouched food, and couldn't help but feel a little pity.
"Sir, how about I ask the kitchen to prepare dinner for you again?"
Si Xuanting's eyes fell on Aunt Lian coolly:
"Change the chef."
This means that for tonight's dinner, he will not touch any food cooked by the chef.
Mu Yingxue choked, if she didn't know that Si Xuanting was only the third young master's friend, she would almost think that he was the head of Huo Zhai's family.
"But sir, it's too late to find a suitable chef after changing the chef. What will you have for dinner?"
Aunt Lian was a little worried.
As soon as Aunt Lian finished speaking, the sound of Song Yu chewing loudly rang out. Mu Yingxue looked up and saw that he had picked up every dish in a hurry, as if she was afraid that someone would snatch it from him.
"How about I go make you a sandwich?"
Aunt Lian suggested.
"Then what's the matter? Xuan Ting eats sandwiches in the morning, and sandwiches at night? In my opinion, Yingxue, your food hasn't been touched yet. Why don't you exchange yours for his western food?"
Dr. Song's suggestion made Mu Yingxue a little speechless: "This...Mr. Si..."
He is so picky about such exquisite and expensive western food, and he would throw up when he sees her casually fried home-cooked food.
Seeing the unwilling expression on the girl's face, Si Xuanting tore off the white napkin and threw it on the table, and left the restaurant with a cold back:
"I'm not hungry."
Without Si Xuanting around, the atmosphere in the restaurant was relaxed.
"Aunt Lian, don't you know how to cook Western food?"
Aunt Lian replied while packing away Si Xuanting's uneaten dishes:
"No, I know how to make sandwiches. There has always been a chef at home who is in charge of making sandwiches. My husband has never been picky. I don't know what happened today."
Song Yu said meaningfully while gnawing on the ribs:
"Maybe I'm just not hungry. Eat quickly, Yingxue. If you don't eat any more, it will get cold later."
"Oh." Mu Yingxue moved her chopsticks, took some rice and bit it: "Doctor Song, Mr. Si, why does he only eat Western food?"
"What do you ask for this?"
"Because I feel that Mr. Si has eaten Chinese food before, otherwise he wouldn't have no interest in Chinese food, would he? If he hasn't tried it, he will definitely want to try it. If he has eaten it, he will only eat Western food if he doesn't like it."
"Indeed, he used to eat Chinese food, but in the past two years, he thinks the fried, fried and braised Chinese food is too hot, so he doesn't like it."
……
When Si Xuanting returned to his room, he took off his clothes and took a shower. After taking a bath, he put on a bathrobe, poured himself a glass of water, and turned on the computer.
After the computer screen turned on, a double image appeared in front of his eyes, and the dizziness made him close his eyes and shake his head before returning to normal.
This is a sign of physical exhaustion, and he can only sleep after exhausting all his energy in this way. This is his way to resist the side effects of sleeping pills.
There was a knock on the door, and Aunt Lian's voice sounded outside the door:
"Sir, are you asleep?"
Si Xuanting got up and opened the door. On the tray in Aunt Lian's hand was a bowl of hot dumplings. Seeing him appear, Aunt Lian said:
"Doctor Song said that you don't eat other Chinese food, but you may eat dumplings, so I made a bowl. For such a long night, if you don't eat, it will hurt your stomach. You should eat a little."
Si Xuanting looked at the dumplings that looked like ingots in his eyes, and frowned slightly. Aunt Lian's words sounded very familiar.
Footsteps came from the corridor, it was Mu Yingxue.
"Did you make this dumpling, or did she make it?"
Aunt Lian's eyes flickered: "Yes..."
"to be frank."
Mu Yingxue's room was just across from Si Xuanting. Hearing Si Xuanting's condensed tone, Mu Yingxue simply stopped and turned around to admit:
"I packed it."
"Why don't you deliver the bag yourself and let Aunt Lian deliver it?
Aunt Lian was a little nervous:
"Sir, don't be angry. I didn't lie on purpose. The young lady said that she was worried that you would know that she made the dumplings and you wouldn't eat them. That's why she said I made them. The young lady also wanted to keep you healthy."
opinionated.
The man narrowed his eyes in displeasure, and his thin lips moved:
"I'm not hungry, so I'll pour it out."
After speaking, he closed the door.
Mu Yingxue was a little puzzled, whether he was really not hungry, or he didn't want to eat what she made.
Mu Yingxue thought it was the latter.
Simply ignore it, and after Mu Yingxue entered the room, she prepared to look for a job online.
Her university majored in business and trade, majoring in international trade management, a very good major, but because of her health, she was unable to work in a large company for half a year after graduating from university, so she could only rely on her good foreign language skills and academic achievements She made money as a tutor for some middle and high school children, and her income was barely enough to get by. Before she could find a good job, she was sent to Huo's house by her uncle.
But now in the agreement, the Huo family is not responsible for her expenses. Since she can go out to make money, she naturally wants to find a good job, and it is best to save some money to plan for her heart disease in the future.
She made a resume for herself with her mobile phone and posted it on the recruitment website.
When the work was over, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Mu Yingxue put down her phone to rest her eyes, and was about to wash and sleep. After she closed her eyes, she seemed to hear the sound of something breaking from the opposite side.
She opened the door and knocked on the door of the opposite room:
"Mr. Si? Mr. Si?"
She knocked several times, but there was no response to the door. She twisted the doorknob, but the door was unlocked, so she opened it and walked in.
In the room, only a desk lamp by the sofa was turned on, and she looked towards the light source, and saw Si Xuanting's tall body lying on the sofa curled up slightly, with his hands covering his stomach, and a cold face frowning into a frown. Saying the word Chuan, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to endure it.
On the floor, was a pool of broken glass and water.
Mu Yingxue hurried over and saw a box of stomach medicine on the coffee table, but it hadn't been opened yet.
She hastily poured another glass of water, took out a stomach medicine and fed it to Si Xuanting's mouth:
"Take the stomach medicine first, and then drink water."
Si Xuanting has been tortured by stomach pain for quite a while, remembering that when he was taking medicine, the pain hit him, and he knocked over the water glass. He wanted to wait for the pain to subside before taking medicine, but she came in.
Under the dim light, her thin face was a little anxious, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her lips were pursed because of worry, and she turned white.
It's not that she has such a stunning face, but in Si Xuanting's eyes, she is more estranged, polite, respectful and pleasing to the eye than when she met in the daytime.
The crisp sound just now was the sound of Si Xuanting slapping the knife and fork on the table.
"What's wrong with you? You almost had a heart attack after eating a meal." Song Yu said exaggeratedly.
Si Xuanting glanced at the two people sitting facing each other in front of him, and lifted his cold thin lips:
"The caviar is not fresh."
Mu Yingxue looked at the food on the porcelain plate in front of him. The caviar particles were plump and smooth, and the color was clear. It didn't look like bad caviar.
"The color of the foie gras is abnormal."
Mu Yingxue remembered that she was on the sidelines when the chef was cooking, and the foie gras was absolutely delicious when picking up the ingredients.
"Sashimi is not red snapper."
Mu Yingxue remembered that the chef used the fresh bluefin tuna that was airlifted in today, isn't that okay?
"Aunt Lian, pour these down."
Mu Yingxue looked at those exquisite untouched food, and couldn't help but feel a little pity.
"Sir, how about I ask the kitchen to prepare dinner for you again?"
Si Xuanting's eyes fell on Aunt Lian coolly:
"Change the chef."
This means that for tonight's dinner, he will not touch any food cooked by the chef.
Mu Yingxue choked, if she didn't know that Si Xuanting was only the third young master's friend, she would almost think that he was the head of Huo Zhai's family.
"But sir, it's too late to find a suitable chef after changing the chef. What will you have for dinner?"
Aunt Lian was a little worried.
As soon as Aunt Lian finished speaking, the sound of Song Yu chewing loudly rang out. Mu Yingxue looked up and saw that he had picked up every dish in a hurry, as if she was afraid that someone would snatch it from him.
"How about I go make you a sandwich?"
Aunt Lian suggested.
"Then what's the matter? Xuan Ting eats sandwiches in the morning, and sandwiches at night? In my opinion, Yingxue, your food hasn't been touched yet. Why don't you exchange yours for his western food?"
Dr. Song's suggestion made Mu Yingxue a little speechless: "This...Mr. Si..."
He is so picky about such exquisite and expensive western food, and he would throw up when he sees her casually fried home-cooked food.
Seeing the unwilling expression on the girl's face, Si Xuanting tore off the white napkin and threw it on the table, and left the restaurant with a cold back:
"I'm not hungry."
Without Si Xuanting around, the atmosphere in the restaurant was relaxed.
"Aunt Lian, don't you know how to cook Western food?"
Aunt Lian replied while packing away Si Xuanting's uneaten dishes:
"No, I know how to make sandwiches. There has always been a chef at home who is in charge of making sandwiches. My husband has never been picky. I don't know what happened today."
Song Yu said meaningfully while gnawing on the ribs:
"Maybe I'm just not hungry. Eat quickly, Yingxue. If you don't eat any more, it will get cold later."
"Oh." Mu Yingxue moved her chopsticks, took some rice and bit it: "Doctor Song, Mr. Si, why does he only eat Western food?"
"What do you ask for this?"
"Because I feel that Mr. Si has eaten Chinese food before, otherwise he wouldn't have no interest in Chinese food, would he? If he hasn't tried it, he will definitely want to try it. If he has eaten it, he will only eat Western food if he doesn't like it."
"Indeed, he used to eat Chinese food, but in the past two years, he thinks the fried, fried and braised Chinese food is too hot, so he doesn't like it."
……
When Si Xuanting returned to his room, he took off his clothes and took a shower. After taking a bath, he put on a bathrobe, poured himself a glass of water, and turned on the computer.
After the computer screen turned on, a double image appeared in front of his eyes, and the dizziness made him close his eyes and shake his head before returning to normal.
This is a sign of physical exhaustion, and he can only sleep after exhausting all his energy in this way. This is his way to resist the side effects of sleeping pills.
There was a knock on the door, and Aunt Lian's voice sounded outside the door:
"Sir, are you asleep?"
Si Xuanting got up and opened the door. On the tray in Aunt Lian's hand was a bowl of hot dumplings. Seeing him appear, Aunt Lian said:
"Doctor Song said that you don't eat other Chinese food, but you may eat dumplings, so I made a bowl. For such a long night, if you don't eat, it will hurt your stomach. You should eat a little."
Si Xuanting looked at the dumplings that looked like ingots in his eyes, and frowned slightly. Aunt Lian's words sounded very familiar.
Footsteps came from the corridor, it was Mu Yingxue.
"Did you make this dumpling, or did she make it?"
Aunt Lian's eyes flickered: "Yes..."
"to be frank."
Mu Yingxue's room was just across from Si Xuanting. Hearing Si Xuanting's condensed tone, Mu Yingxue simply stopped and turned around to admit:
"I packed it."
"Why don't you deliver the bag yourself and let Aunt Lian deliver it?
Aunt Lian was a little nervous:
"Sir, don't be angry. I didn't lie on purpose. The young lady said that she was worried that you would know that she made the dumplings and you wouldn't eat them. That's why she said I made them. The young lady also wanted to keep you healthy."
opinionated.
The man narrowed his eyes in displeasure, and his thin lips moved:
"I'm not hungry, so I'll pour it out."
After speaking, he closed the door.
Mu Yingxue was a little puzzled, whether he was really not hungry, or he didn't want to eat what she made.
Mu Yingxue thought it was the latter.
Simply ignore it, and after Mu Yingxue entered the room, she prepared to look for a job online.
Her university majored in business and trade, majoring in international trade management, a very good major, but because of her health, she was unable to work in a large company for half a year after graduating from university, so she could only rely on her good foreign language skills and academic achievements She made money as a tutor for some middle and high school children, and her income was barely enough to get by. Before she could find a good job, she was sent to Huo's house by her uncle.
But now in the agreement, the Huo family is not responsible for her expenses. Since she can go out to make money, she naturally wants to find a good job, and it is best to save some money to plan for her heart disease in the future.
She made a resume for herself with her mobile phone and posted it on the recruitment website.
When the work was over, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. Mu Yingxue put down her phone to rest her eyes, and was about to wash and sleep. After she closed her eyes, she seemed to hear the sound of something breaking from the opposite side.
She opened the door and knocked on the door of the opposite room:
"Mr. Si? Mr. Si?"
She knocked several times, but there was no response to the door. She twisted the doorknob, but the door was unlocked, so she opened it and walked in.
In the room, only a desk lamp by the sofa was turned on, and she looked towards the light source, and saw Si Xuanting's tall body lying on the sofa curled up slightly, with his hands covering his stomach, and a cold face frowning into a frown. Saying the word Chuan, he gritted his teeth and tried his best to endure it.
On the floor, was a pool of broken glass and water.
Mu Yingxue hurried over and saw a box of stomach medicine on the coffee table, but it hadn't been opened yet.
She hastily poured another glass of water, took out a stomach medicine and fed it to Si Xuanting's mouth:
"Take the stomach medicine first, and then drink water."
Si Xuanting has been tortured by stomach pain for quite a while, remembering that when he was taking medicine, the pain hit him, and he knocked over the water glass. He wanted to wait for the pain to subside before taking medicine, but she came in.
Under the dim light, her thin face was a little anxious, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her lips were pursed because of worry, and she turned white.
It's not that she has such a stunning face, but in Si Xuanting's eyes, she is more estranged, polite, respectful and pleasing to the eye than when she met in the daytime.
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