Chapter 917
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Tingzhu Villas.
The dining table was filled with steaming hot dishes. They looked, smelled, and tasted great.
Mother Yun came in from outside. Yao Huiqin looked behind her but didn't see anyone. "Where's Little Five?"
"Yanqing said he has no appetite and won't be coming over for dinner," Mother Yun replied.
Yao Huiqin frowned. "This child. He seems to have lost his soul when Xin 'er isn't around for a day. Alright, he won't even eat now. I didn't realize that he was someone who couldn't live without his wife."
Mother Yun smiled. "I'll go to the kitchen to get the thermos and prepare some food for Yanqing."
A moment later, Mother Yun finished preparing the food and a bowl of soup for Huo Yanqing. Just as she was about to bring it to Huo Yanqing, Yao Huiqin said, "Bring it to him after you've eaten. It's winter and the food will be cold by the time you come back."
Mother Yun was touched. Yao Huiqin and Huo Yanqing really treated her like family after being in the Family Huo for so many years. "It's okay. I'll be back soon."
"Listen to me and eat first." Yao Huiqin was a little unhappy. "The food won't be cold in the thermos. You're old and you should know how to take care of yourself. If you eat cold food, your body won't be able to take it."
Mother Yun's eyes were a little wet. "Okay."
Tang Ching-ya glanced at the thermos on the table and ate faster. After a moment, she wiped her mouth. "Mother Yun, eat slowly. I'll bring it to Yanqing."
Huo Jibai paused in his eating and glanced at Tang Ching-ya.
Mother Yun nodded. "Be careful on the road. The snow has frozen and the road is a little slippery."
"Okay." Tang Ching-ya took the thermos and went out. When she arrived at Huo Yanqing's villa, she didn't see him in the living room and went straight upstairs.
Tang Ching-ya stopped at the staircase and thought for a moment. She walked to the study and knocked on the door.
"Come in." The man's deep voice came from the room.
Tang Ching-ya smiled faintly. She knew him very well. She pushed the door open and entered. The man was sitting at the desk. His facial features were handsome and deep, and his temperament was calm and elegant. The black suit wrapped around his lean body, making him look even more noble and outstanding. The cold color of the clothes also added a cold aura to him that kept people away.
Huo Yanqing closed the book in his hand. "Why are you here?"
Tang Ching-ya sat down on the sofa and put the thermos box on the coffee table. She took out the dishes and said, "I'll bring you food."
"I have no appetite."
"Just eat a little. The nights are long in winter, and your stomach won't be able to take it if you're hungry for a night." Tang Ching-ya could tell that Huo Yanqing still wanted to refuse. Before he could say anything, she said, "Come and eat. Otherwise, mom will be worried."
Huo Yanqing was silent for two seconds. He got up and walked to the sofa and sat down.
Tang Ching-ya put the rice and chopsticks in Huo Yanqing's hand. She didn't know whether her hand was intentional or not, but her heart began to beat uncontrollably when her hand touched his palm. However, she remained calm on the surface. "Xin 'er isn't coming home tonight?"
"Yes." Huo Yanqing began to eat slowly.
Tang Ching-ya used another pair of chopsticks to pick the dishes on the coffee table and put them in Huo Yanqing's bowl.
Huo Yanqing frowned slightly. "You don't have to put food in my bowl. Just put the dishes on the table."
Tang Ching-ya paused in her actions. A trace of sadness flashed across her eyes. Was he not even willing to give her such an opportunity?
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