"Why are you still standing there? Do you really think of yourself as the master? Why don't you go out and do things quickly?"

Mrs. Yang scolded in disgust.

"Um."

Xia Yan walked towards the kitchen with his head drooped.

As soon as she stepped into the kitchen door, she saw Meng Zixuan rushing towards her with a large porcelain bowl of hot soup and shouting "goodwill".

"Get out of the way, get out of the way."

Seeing that Meng Zixuan was about to bump into her, Xia Yan couldn't avoid it and instinctively used both hands to catch the porcelain bowl——

"Pa"

The porcelain bowl fell to the ground and made a crisp shattering sound.

There was a severe burning pain in his hands. Xia Yan couldn't help but screamed, ran into the kitchen and rinsed them with cold water.

At this time, Meng Zixuan came over, looked at her red and swollen hands, and raised a sly smile at the corner of her mouth.

Then he said innocently.

"Oh, look at you, you didn't come in early or late, but you came in just when I was bringing the soup. You really scared me to death and even burned my hands."

Xia Yan glanced sideways at her unburned hands and said nothing.

After rinsing with cold water for a while, Xia Yan was about to apply white wine on it, but Mrs. Yang took the white wine away before her and said calmly.

"I use it for cooking!"

Xia Yan bit her lip, glared at them angrily, then walked to Yi Beihan's small bar and smeared a little red wine on her hands.

"You spilled the young master's soup, why don't you hurry up and make a new one?"

Mrs. Yang came up behind her and yelled angrily.

Under the roof of others, I have to bow my head.

Xia Yan was so angry that he went to the kitchen and made a new bowl of egg drop soup according to Sister Yang's instructions.

Yi Beihan sat at the dining table, enjoying his dinner comfortably.

At this time, Xia Yan brought the egg drop soup to the table.

Yi Beihan raised his eyes and glanced at the food she served, and cold air suddenly gathered in his deep eyes.

Suddenly he dropped the chopsticks in his hand on the table, left the table with a frozen expression, and went upstairs.

Xia Yan froze on the spot with a stiff face.

Did she, did she offend him again?

It must be, look at the anger on his face just now.

But, who will tell her where she made him angry again?

Xia Yan didn't notice a pair of cunning eyes snickering behind him.

In the kitchen, Meng Zixuan whispered with a look of gloating.

"Auntie, the young master was really angry when he saw the egg drop soup."

Only Mrs. Yang knew that egg drop soup was a soup that Yi Beihan often drank when he was a child, but since his mother went crazy, he has never had this kind of soup again.

Now it is served to the dining table.

After Yi Beihan saw it, he naturally thought of his mother who was still receiving treatment in a mental hospital.

Then she remembered who caused her mother to do this!

Upstairs, in the dark room, a tall but lonely figure stood in front of the window, looking up at the ever-changing city under the night with a cold look on his face.

All I can think about is my mother's madness...

Zhao Ruoshan...

"Zhao Ruoshan, I will never let your daughter go!"

The painful memories were brought back, like being hit in the head. Yi Beihan clenched his fists, feeling annoyed that he was compromising more and more with Xia Yan.

Damn it!

I almost felt merciful!

…………………………

C University School.

Xia Yan lay listlessly on the desk, drowsy.

Chu Weiwei came over and joked cheekily.

"You are so wilted so early in the morning. Could it be that your young master Yi showed his bestiality last night?"
Chapter completed!