At night, Fu Yingxiang followed Ling Han into the old mansion.
The two of them walked one after the other and seemed to be discussing something. Ling Han opened the windshield at the entrance of the dining room first. He was stunned by the hot steam and the smell of the hot pot. He seemed to want to say something, but he was forced to swallow his words.
"What's wrong?"
Fu Yingxiang's voice came from behind Ling Han. Only then did Ling Han come back to his senses. He hurriedly moved aside and lifted the curtain to allow Fu Yingxiang to enter first in a very gentlemanly manner.
Fu Yingxiang bowed her head and thanked him. As soon as she stepped through the door, she understood why Ling Han stood at the door for a few seconds without moving.
In the middle of the dining room, there was a small round table in the middle of the dining room. An old copper pot was boiling hot soup, surrounded by colorful vegetables and ingredients. Not only that, it seemed that there was not enough space on the small round table, so there was a square table next to it. It was also full of food. Those who did not know would think that there were two tables for dinner tonight.
"This … Are there many people coming back for dinner tonight?"
Fu Yingxiang looked at the people at the table.
Ye Huanyan was the closest to her. At this moment, she patted Ling Li and asked him to take care of Naonnao so that he would not fall. She got up and walked over.
"No, it's just the few of us. Ling Zhan has been busy the whole afternoon. She said that recently, everyone's taste is too light and wants to eat something with more flavor. Coincidentally, I said that your ancestral home is Hunan, so I made a mandarin duck pot. You can eat spicy food, right?"
"No problem."
Fu Yingxiang smiled very brightly. This reminded Ye Huanyan of the time in Los Angeles when she rushed into the villa with a submachine gun to save Gu Sinian in a black leather jacket.
"I quite like to eat hot pot, especially spicy hot pot."
With that said, she took off her coat and hung it on the hanger at the door. Then she walked toward the small round table.
There were a total of six seats. The seat to the right of Ye Huanyan was obviously Ling Han's seat, leaving only one empty seat between Ling Zhan and Ling Li.
When Fu Yingxiang walked in front of Ling Zhan, she hesitated for a few seconds.
It was her few seconds of hesitation that made Ling Zhan's heart almost jump to her throat. She waited until Fu Yingxiang sat down before she returned to her original seat.
Ye Huanyan hung Ling Han's coat on the hanger, and the two of them dawdled in front of the hanger.
Ling Han asked in a low voice.
"What kind of treacherous plot is this tonight?"
Ye Huanyan laughed and lowered her head to hide her expression. "How is this treacherous plot? It's obviously a show of flattery. Can't you see that Ling Zhan is trying her best to make people laugh?"
Ling Han raised his eyes to take a look, his expression indifferent.
"You want to exchange a wife for a meal of hot pot? I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
"It seems like you don't want your cousin to win my sister's heart."
Ye Huanyan pretended to arrange Ling Han and Fu Yingxiang's coats in front of the hanger. In fact, her disguise was a little redundant. No one noticed them at all.
"I'm afraid no one is more willing than me."
"What did you say?"
Ye Huanyan did not hear what she said, so she raised her head and asked quizzically.
Ling Han smiled. "It's nothing. Let's go eat."
Ling Zhan's guess was right. Fu Yingxiang had not been eating well for the past two days. She was a person who liked spicy food. Occasionally, she would eat bland food because of her health, but she had never eaten bland food for such a long time.
According to the purpose of Ling Han's meal, he had mixed three kinds of chili sauces. One was light, one was medium, and one was heavy. His original guess was that Fu Yingxiang would choose medium at most. Ye Huanyan did not believe it at first. Before Fu Yingxiang came back, she had tried the three kinds of chili sauces and was defeated by the light spicy one.
"That shouldn't be. I can eat spicy food very well. I like to eat at Hunan restaurants. What kind of chili sauce is this? Light spicy? Are you kidding me?"
Ye Huanyan rinsed her mouth with water and tried to cool down her tongue.
Ling Zhan looked proud. "This is the chili sauce I mixed according to the taste of Hunan dishes. I said light spicy because it's light spicy in their restaurant, not ours."
Fortunately, Ye Huanyan did not eat much and only tasted a small mouthful.
At this time, Fu Yingxiang sat down. Ling Li disliked waiting for people to eat. When he saw that everyone was seated, he was the first to pick up his chopsticks. He picked up a beef roll and dipped it into the clear soup pot.
When Ling Li picked up his chopsticks, everyone followed suit. The atmosphere suddenly became lively.
Fu Yingxiang did not immediately dip into the spicy pot. Like them, she ate the clear soup pot first and then put the beef roll into the spicy pot.
Ye Huanyan had also tried the soup base of the spicy pot. It was so spicy that it made people stiff. After eating it once, she did not want to try it a second time.
Without thinking, it was the so-called light spicy sauce that Ling Zhan specially made for Fu Yingxiang, a Hunan person.
When Fu Yingxiang was eating the meat in the spicy pot, Ye Huanyan had been secretly watching her reaction.
Her reaction was no reaction at all. She did not even sweat.
Ye Huanyan bit her chopsticks and stared at the hot pot for a while. Then, she looked up and said,
"By the way, Ah Zhan, didn't you make three kinds of chili sauces? Why don't you bring them over?"
Ling Han was in a daze and did not react. However, Fu Yingxiang's eyes lit up. She put down her chopsticks and said,
"Really? How can there be no chili sauce when eating hot pot? Where is it? I'll go get it. "
Ling Zhan came back to his senses and quickly stood up.
"No, I'll go get it. I'll go get it."
The chili sauces were on the square table next to them. There were three bowls in a row. Ling Zhan came back with three small bowls in her hands. She first piled them up in front of her and said hesitantly,
"These three are in order from left to right, from light spicy to heavy spicy. Sister Xiao Ying, which one do you want to eat?"
Fu Yingxiang stared at them for a few seconds. Then, she politely looked up at Ye Huanyan, his wife, and Ling Li.
"What about you?"
"I don't eat spicy food …" Ling Li waved his hand and put the beef in the clear pot into his mouth. He said vaguely, "That's not for humans to eat …"
"Ah?"
Fu Yingxiang did not hear the last sentence clearly. When she was about to ask, Ye Huanyan coughed and said perfunctorily, "You can choose whatever you want.
"You can choose whatever you want. We don't eat spicy sauce. Only you and Ah Zhan can eat it."
"Then why are there three servings?"
Ling Li swallowed the beef and said seriously,
"My brother usually eats two servings."
Ling Li twitched the corner of his mouth. "Yes, I eat two servings …"
Fu Yingxiang looked at him in surprise. Then, she took a bowl of the spiciest sauce in front of him.
"Then I'll take this. I remember that the people here don't eat spicy food."
"My brother is different from us." Ling Li smiled meaningfully. "My brother likes to eat spicy food. He likes it very much."
"Really?"
Fu Yingxiang laughed.
"That's quite the same taste as mine."
Ye Huanyan quickly agreed.
"Yes, it was said on the Internet that those who have the same taste are more suitable to live together."
Later, because of Ye Huanyan's words, a certain fool ate the two bowls of chili sauce that ordinary people could not accept. It directly caused him to hurt his stomach. In the middle of the night, fortunately, Ye Huanyan found him in time and sent him to the hospital.
Ling Han said that a meal of hot pot could not be exchanged for a wife, but the two bowls of chili sauce allowed Ling Zhan to get a legitimate girlfriend.
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