In the evening, a steaming, delicious and sumptuous meal was presented on the dining table.
Cheng Haochen's mother, Zhang Manqing, looked at the food on the table and was slightly surprised, "Today's dishes seem a little different from the past. There is also the thyme French stewed eggs that Haochen and his son love to eat!"
Yu Keqing heard from Cheng Haochen that both father and son liked this dessert, so she asked the hotel chef for advice on how to make it and practiced hard for a long time.
Today I specially made this dessert for the father and son, and also cooked such a table of meals, hoping to slightly improve Cheng De's prejudice against her.
Cheng De's eyes flashed, and he silently glanced at the food on the table. He turned away and said in a low voice: "My blood pressure has been high recently and I don't want to eat desserts... I'm used to eating the food cooked by Sister Feng. What's the dish tonight?"
It’s not to my liking…you guys eat it.”
After he finished speaking, he walked back to the room.
Yu Keqing stood there blankly, with mist in her clear eyes, looking at the food on the table, trying her best to swallow her grievances.
Seeing this, Zhang Man felt that Cheng De was a little too much. He felt embarrassed on his face and immediately said, "Well, Haochen's father has followed the doctor's instructions recently and rarely eats desserts... His appetite has always been very picky.
It’s hard to serve... Just ask Sister Feng to cook something else for him. I think the food is very good, let’s eat..."
Cheng Haochen looked at his father's back and suppressed the anger in his heart.
He grabbed Yu Keqing's hand, gently pushed her to sit on the chair, and said softly: "Mom said she likes to eat... I also like to eat. You made this with your own hands, even if it's stuffed in your throat
I'll finish it tonight..."
After Cheng Haochen finished speaking, he put vegetables in her bowl and also put a piece of chicken drumstick in Xiaohan's bowl.
As soon as Xiaohan saw it, he grabbed the chicken leg and chewed it deliciously, drooling all over the place.
"Look, your son's food is so delicious, which proves that your cooking skills are amazing. Come and eat..."
Throughout the night, Cheng Haochen kept comforting Yu Keqing and stuffed a bunch of food into his stomach, almost causing indigestion.
A dinner ended unhappily...
After returning home, Yu Keqing lay on the bed in despair, her beautiful face full of sadness and distress.
Cheng Haochen looked at her appearance and felt endless sadness in his heart.
He came closer gently, hugged her lovingly, and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't care so much about my dad's words and deeds. He has always been so stubborn... Sometimes he gets angry and no one can stand him...