Miss cooking

"They're coming?" Ling Xuejiu exclaimed in surprise, "How come I didn't know?"

"Hehe!" Uncle Liu chuckled and said, "I told them that the young lady and Miss Li are personally cooking at noon, so they couldn't wait to come over and try the cooking."

Upon hearing this, Leng Xuan shook his head secretly. Ling Ao and the others were probably coming mainly because of himself. With today's incident, they would definitely want to come and comfort him to show their concern. But it was just as well to keep the true reason to himself; there was no need to say it out loud. Uncle Liu was certainly shrewd, having found a good excuse.

Before long, the room had been tidied up, and Leng Xuan entered to arrange his belongings. Just as he finished, his phone rang. It was actually Su Yurou's call. He couldn't help but smile tenderly. Answering the phone, Su Yurou's light voice quickly came through, "Brother Leng Xuan, are you okay?"

Leng Xuan laughed and said, "I'm fine."