Drawing a Big Pie

“How is it? Does my cooking suit your taste?”

After finishing the last dish, Ye Feng carefully placed a plate of fish-flavored eggplant on the dining table.

“Mmm~ It smells so good~”

Su Yuxin leaned forward, her height forcing her to prop herself up on the table with both hands to get closer to the plate and take in the aroma.

“Yuxin, it’s not that exaggerated. Sit properly, and let’s get ready to eat.”

Seeing this, Ye Feng quickly pushed the plate closer to Su Yuxin so she could easily pick up some food.

“Just a simple meal, I hope it’s not too disappointing.”

“Brother Ye Feng, you’re being too modest.”

Su Yuxin was the first to pick up a piece of eggplant and placed it into Ye Feng’s bowl.

“You’re the host. It wouldn’t be right for the guest to eat before the host, so you should take the first bite.”

“Actually, there’s no need for such formalities. Yuxin, just eat whatever you like.”

Ye Feng couldn’t help but admire Su Yuxin’s thoughtfulness as he ate the eggplant from his bowl.

Hmm... not bad. I hope Yuxin doesn’t dislike it.

“Hehe.”

Seeing Ye Feng finish the eggplant, Su Yuxin also brought her chopsticks to her mouth, savoring the lingering flavor of the dish.

“Brother, can I ask you a question?”

“Huh? What is it, Yuxin? Is there something wrong with the food?”

“Not at all! The food you made is delicious~”

Seizing the opportunity, Su Yuxin picked up another piece of eggplant and placed it into Ye Feng’s bowl. After all, she had just tasted the flavor on her chopsticks, and this gesture was, in a way, indirectly...

Hehe~ Let me add a bit of my presence to your bowl, Brother~

“Thank you, Yuxin... but just now, you seemed...”

“What I wanted to ask is, besides me, has Li Mucheng ever been to your house, Brother?”

Su Yuxin interrupted Ye Feng’s almost-spoken words, steering the conversation toward another question.

“Li Mucheng? No, she hasn’t.”

“Really?”

Su Yuxin’s tone was filled with excitement. From Ye Feng’s answer, she was certain that she was the first girl to visit his home, and her emotions surged. However, she overlooked one thing.

Her question was limited to Li Mucheng, and she naturally didn’t think Ye Feng would have any contact with other women besides them.

“Hehe... that means I’m the first for Teacher, huh? Ouch!”

Suddenly, a light fist gently knocked on Su Yuxin’s head. She looked up to see Ye Feng’s serious expression.

“Watch your words. Now, eat properly and stop asking questions.”

“Okay, I got it.”

Having gotten the answer she wanted, Su Yuxin calmed down and happily continued eating the meal Ye Feng had prepared for her.

For some reason, even though she often ate home-cooked meals like this, the food Ye Feng made tasted especially sweet and delicious. Perhaps this was the flavor of love...

“Mmm... thank you for the meal, Brother Ye Feng. I’m full.”

Su Yuxin leaned back in her chair, patting her round little belly with satisfaction. Normally, she would focus more on desserts than the main course, but today she had finished an entire bowl of rice.

“Alright, since you’ve eaten so much, take a break. I’ll clean up the table, and then we’ll continue with the lesson.”

“Okay~ Thank you, Brother~”

Su Yuxin obediently handed her bowl and chopsticks to Ye Feng, who nodded in acknowledgment before turning to wash the dishes in the kitchen. Meanwhile, Su Yuxin rested her chin on her hands, gazing at Ye Feng’s busy figure with deep affection.

This kind of life is the happiest, just like the daily routine of a married couple~

How wonderful. I wish it could stay like this forever. Right now, I’m way ahead of Li Mucheng. It won’t be long before I can get even closer to Teacher♡

When Ye Feng finished washing the last dish and dried his hands, he turned around and met Su Yuxin’s unwavering gaze from across the table.

“Yuxin?”

“What is it, Brother Ye Feng~”

“Nothing, I just thought you’d have gone back to the sofa by now.”

“Hehe, it’s the same wherever I am.”

As long as you’re here, Brother...

“Alright, after the break, let’s continue with the lesson. Did you understand the previous points?”

“Kind of...?”

“Kind of? What part don’t you understand, Yuxin?”

“Well... how many bites of rice should I eat with the fish-flavored eggplant?”

“......”

“Ouch!”

......

“Alright! Let’s end today’s lesson here.”

Ye Feng glanced at the clock on the wall, stretched, and stood up from the sofa.

“Huh? Is it already time to finish? Why did it go by so fast?”

Su Yuxin’s face fell instantly upon hearing this, clearly saddened by the thought of having to leave Ye Feng.

“That’s good, Yuxin. If you feel that way, it means today’s lesson was effective. I’m sure your grades will improve soon.”

“It’s all thanks to your teaching, Brother Ye Feng. If it were any other teacher, I wouldn’t have been able to do it~”

“You’re giving me too much credit, Yuxin. I only guided you a little. The real effort comes from your own understanding.”

With that, Ye Feng picked up his folded coat from beside the sofa. Since it was time to end the lesson, he needed to make sure Su Yuxin got home safely. However, he couldn’t help but wonder why Su Wanli hadn’t called yet to check on her. Was he really that trusting of him?

After all, he was a young, healthy man, and being alone with a cute girl like Su Yuxin under the same roof could be a bit... inappropriate.

“Brother Ye Feng... um... can I come again tomorrow...”

“No, you can’t.”

Ye Feng quickly interrupted, guessing what Su Yuxin was about to say. Today’s arrangement had been an accident, and he hadn’t been prepared for her sudden visit. Allowing her to have lessons at his home was already pushing the limits, and he wasn’t going to let it happen again.

Perhaps worried that Su Yuxin might sulk, Ye Feng added, “If you behave well in the future, I might consider it. But for now, let’s leave it at that. Today was already an exception, understand?”

“Hmm... okay. If I behave well, will you really agree to my request, Brother Ye Feng?”

“Of course.”

Ye Feng readily agreed. After all, making empty promises was easy. He could always come up with an excuse later.

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