Although Su Hua didn't speak, Old Master Su knew that Hua'er had certainly taken his words to heart.
Hua'er cared most about Xiao Xuan; she would never be careless about matters related to him.
"Ai."
Thinking of this, Old Master Su continued to sigh and moan.
If he hadn't seen Hua'er's attitude towards Xiao Xuan, he would have thought his granddaughter was forever this cold and unfeeling by nature.
Even he, her own grandfather, probably wasn't given much regard by Hua'er. What a failure, ai.
Lin Xuan was cooking in the kitchen, while Su Hua sat at the dining table, elbows propped on the surface, her gaze fixed on Lin Xuan's busy figure.
Lin Xuan also noticed a pair of eyes persistently watching him from behind.
This gaze was particularly invasive, blazing.
Without even looking, Lin Xuan knew it was Su Hua watching him.
Pretending not to know, Lin Xuan continued busying himself in the kitchen.
By the time the meal was ready, another ten minutes had passed.
The chef helped Lin Xuan bring out the dishes, arranging them all on the dining table.
This time, Lin Xuan had prepared five dishes and one soup.
Shrimp, braised pork, abalone and oysters, lamb, green vegetables, and a soup.
This braised pork was specially made for Old Master Su.
Smelling the aromas of the food, Old Master Su's mouth watered.
He couldn't wait to pick up a piece of braised pork with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth.
"Ouch, hot hot hot—"
The braised pork was just out of the pot and was really quite hot.
Even so, Old Master Su couldn't bear to spit it out. After the pork cooled slightly, he began to chew.
"Delicious, delicious."
Old Master Su couldn't stop praising.
This was his first time eating Xiao Xuan's braised pork, and it was better than any version made by any chef he'd ever had!
"So fragrant."
"Xiao Xuan, with your cooking skills, if you opened a restaurant, it would be packed every day!"
Old Master Su's praises flowed incessantly.
This grandson-in-law of his was simply an all-rounder.
"Well, Grandpa Su, if it's good, eat more. Whenever you want it in the future, just come to Night Garden to eat, and I'll personally cook for you," Lin Xuan said.
"Great, thank you, Xiao Xuan."
Old Master Su continued shoveling rice into his mouth.
Hearing this, Su Hua pursed her lips.
Coming over to freeload meals often... wouldn't that mean he'd frequently monopolize A Xuan?
Moreover, she wished A Xuan would only cook these dishes for her alone...
Su Hua really wanted to just kick Old Master Su out.
But if she did that, she would surely leave an impression of being unfilial in A Xuan's heart.
Old Master Su had already sensed the murderous gaze his granddaughter was shooting his way.
Old Master Su pretended not to see anything.
He continued picking up meat and vegetables to eat.
Lin Xuan sat down beside Su Hua.
"Hua Bao, eat more. You're too thin; being a bit plumper is better," Lin Xuan said casually.
Su Hua raised her beautiful eyebrows.
Leaning close to Lin Xuan's ear, she said slowly, "Does A Xuan want me to get plumper so I'll be nicer to squeeze?"
Lin Xuan: "!!!"
How could Hua Bao just start driving like that out of nowhere?
That's supposed to be a skill men have. Hua Bao is a woman, and a cold, strong-willed type at that...
Yet he kept getting flirted with by Hua Bao.
"Hua Bao," Lin Xuan cleared his throat and said, "I didn't mean that, don't misunderstand."
"I just think being a bit plumper is better for your health."
Su Hua looked at Lin Xuan with raised eyebrows.
Lin Xuan inexplicably felt guilty.
Being looked at like that by Hua Bao, why did he feel his previous words sounded like a lame excuse?
Su Hua looked at the food in front of her, unmoved.
"A Xuan, feed me, okay?" Su Hua said in a coquettish voice.
"Hua Bao, Grandpa is here. Being so intimate isn't really appropriate," Lin Xuan said.
As soon as he finished, Old Master Su, with a piece of braised pork in his mouth, mumbled indistinctly, "Don't mind me. You lovebirds can interact however you like. Just treat me as a transparent person."
He was already here freeloading a meal; if he affected Hua'er and Xiao Xuan's intimacy, Hua'er would probably want to kill him.
"A Xuan, see, Grandpa says he doesn't mind," Su Hua said, her rosy lips curling slightly.
"Alright then, Hua Bao, I'll feed you."
Lin Xuan had no choice but to resume feeding mode for a certain little woman.
Basically, whatever Lin Xuan fed, Su Hua ate.
Seeing their loving and affectionate display, Old Master Su was all smiles.
Good, good, this young couple is still as loving as before.
With other young couples, after two years of dating, they'd have long broken up, or settled into a bland routine. Where would you find a pair like Xiao Xuan and Hua'er, who practically act like conjoined twins, sticking together whenever possible?
Hmph!
That Old Man Jiang still wants to introduce someone to Xiao Xuan. He should take a look at how loving Xiao Xuan and Hua'er are.
After the meal.
Su Hua looked at Old Master Su, pursed her lips, and said, "It's about time now, Grandpa. You should take your medicine soon. Shouldn't you be heading back now?"
"Mm, I should be going back."
Old Master Su nodded readily.
He rubbed his stomach.
He was truly full today.
Originally, he came to Night Garden today to freeload a meal.
Now that his goal was achieved, there was no need for him to stay any longer.
Old Master Su stood up.
Su Hua proactively said, "I'll see you out."
Old Master Su looked at his granddaughter in surprise.
His granddaughter actually wanted to see him off...
This wasn't right, really not right. It didn't match Hua'er's character.
You know, it had been seven or eight years since Hua Bao returned to the Su family, and this was the first time she offered to see him off when he was leaving.
Lin Xuan said, "Hua Bao, I'll accompany you to see Grandpa off."
Su Hua replied, "No need, I'll see Grandpa off myself. A Xuan, you've been tired out recently, you should rest properly..."
The latter part of her sentence was spoken with extreme suggestiveness.
Lin Xuan coughed.
How did Hua Bao steer the conversation back to that again.
Lin Xuan didn't insist on accompanying Su Hua.
Su Hua helped Old Master Su by the arm to the entrance.
"Hua'er, go on, tell me. What's the matter you wanted to talk to this old man about alone?" Old Master Su asked.
He had realized it earlier when Xiao Xuan offered to see him off and Hua'er refused—Hua'er definitely had something to say to him, something inconvenient for Xiao Xuan to hear.
Su Hua spoke, "Just now, A Xuan told you to come to Night Garden to eat often. Come less."
Old Master Su huffed, "What's wrong with me coming to freeload meals?"
Su Hua answered expressionlessly, "It will tire A Xuan out."
Of course, that was one of the reasons. Actually, there were two others: one, she was possessive and wanted her A Xuan to cook only for her; the other was that Grandpa's visits would disrupt her time with A Xuan.
Old Master Su stared at Su Hua, raised an eyebrow, and asked with a smile, "Hua'er, are you sure that's the only reason?"
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