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Chapter 458: Getting Closer to the Position of Son-in-law

Chapter 458: Chapter 458: Getting Closer to the Position of Son-in-law

Maybe it was because they had lived together in the Yan Family house for a while, and had gotten used to the life of living under the same roof with Young Master Yan.

Young Master Yan took the baby boy for a bath, and Zhu Qianying helped him drag his luggage into the baby’s bedroom.

Ten minutes later, Young Master Yan came out, holding the baby boy wrapped in a towel.

"Ying’er, help baby boy get dressed. I’m going to take a shower." Young Master Yan, dripping wet, stood at the doorway of the bathroom and called Zhu Qianying over.

Zhu Qianying walked over, took her son who was still sound asleep, turned around and placed him on the bed, and clicked her tongue.

"This little pig, he can really sleep!"

Youth Master Yan was squatting in front of his suitcase to grab clothes, his back towards her.

"What can you do, the baby has a mommy who can sleep like a pig anytime, anywhere!"

In response to Young Master Yan’s barb spiked with humor, Zhu Qianying coughed slightly.

"That just means I have a good body if I can sleep well."

Young Master Yan stood up holding the clothes to change into, laughed at her, "Yes, son needs to eat well and sleep well in order to grow tall! You need to sleep well and eat well to have a good body!"

Zhu Qianying laughed out with a "Pur" sound, rolled her eyes at him, "Just go, if you wake up the baby boy, you are the one who’s responsible to coax him back to sleep!"

Young Master Yan shrugged, "Does my son need anyone to coax? You don’t know, when he first came back, he pestered me every night to tell him a story before he would go to sleep. But every time when I came out after showering, he was already asleep like a pig!"

At that time, the baby boy did not give Young Master Yan a break, but every malicious prank of pestering him for a story met with failure, time and time again.

Zhu Qianying couldn’t help but laugh and respond, "That’s true, before, he also pestered me to tell him stories. But every time, I would hear him snoring before I even got past the introduction of a story."

After Zhu Qianying finished speaking, she saw Young Master Yan standing at the bathroom door, smiling and listening to her. She waved her hand, indicating him to go for a shower quickly.

"Don’t you have to get up early tomorrow? Go for a shower, get to bed early."

Young Master Yan obediently turned around, his hand on the doorknob, then suddenly remembering something, he turned to Zhu Qianying, "Ying’er, can you make me a bowl of noodles?"

Zhu Qianying was covering the baby boy with quilt, turned her head and looked at him with surprise, "You didn’t have dinner?"

Young Master Yan nodded.

Zhu Qianying frowned, "Are you crazy? Why didn’t you speak up while we were on our way, or when you were picking us up? I could have packed some dinner for you at the restaurant!"

Young Master Yan blinked his eyes innocently, "I just...forgot."

But in truth, the dignified Eldest Young Master Yan didn’t forget, he simply didn’t want to eat outside food.

"Fine, you go and shower quickly, I’ll prepare the noodles for you. Besides noodles, what else would you like to eat?"

Gaining such a favor from Zhu Qianying, the Eldest Young Master Yan certainly couldn’t let such an opportunity go to waste. He thought carefully and then said.

"The goose wings you marinated the other day were good. Do you have any left?"

As for this, Zhu Qianying wasn’t sure, "I’ll go and check, if there’s none left, I’ll just whip up something you usually like to eat, okay?"

That would be more than okay!

That’s what Young Master Yan thought in his heart, but his mouth gave a nonchalant nod, "Alright then!"

Zhu Qianying went into the kitchen and Chen Jing followed. Seeing her daughter flipping through the refrigerator, she thought her daughter wanted to heat some milk and asked out of concern.

"Ying’er, did you not eat enough?"

Zhu Qianying didn’t turn her head, "No, it’s Young Master Yan who didn’t have dinner."

Chen Jing was surprised, "It’s past ten, and he still hasn’t had dinner yet? Isn’t his stomach not so good? Why didn’t he mention it earlier? I could have prepared something for him!"

These past few days, Zhu Qianying has been quite busy. With the help Young Master Yan and Uncle Hai, Chen Jing was able to prepare for her role as the main chef for the restaurant in an orderly manner.

After these days, the impression that Young Master Yan made in her mind had approached that of a son-in-law, even closer. She no longer saw Young Master Yan as the aloof figure he once was and now, she saw him as her grandson’s father and as the best candidate for her future son-in-law.

In short, in her mind, she already sees Young Master Yan as her younger generation. Over the past few days when Young Master Yan was freeloading meals here, she had even taken the initiative to call him and ask what he would like to eat. Then, she would prepare those for him in advance.

Actually, all of these changes were accumulated bit by bit through daily interactions. Nobody felt it was abrupt and everyone accepted the changes naturally.

"Mom, you’re meeting someone early tomorrow to pick seafood, right? You better go to bed now. It won’t take me long to make some noodles for him and besides, I can catch a few more z’s tomorrow morning since I can take half a day off."

Cheng Ye had arranged an early morning golf game with a friend. He initially invited Zhu Qianying to join, but she declined for safety reasons and said she was tired and wanted to rest. Thus Cheng Ye let her take a half day off tomorrow and return to the shop in the afternoon.

As Chen Jing had already lost the argument to her daughter, and furthermore understood that for the younger generation, personally cooking a bowl of noodles for another person represented not just noodles, but affection too!

Of course, it was their smart, clever baby boy who told her about this.

To avoid obstructing her daughter and Young Master Yan, Chen Jing directly went back to her bedroom to watch TV.

When Young Master Yan got out of the shower, he saw the steaming bowl of noodles and a plate of five or six goose wings on the dining table.

However, there was no one in the kitchen or the living room.

It seemed that Zhu Qianying had gone for her bath after preparing the noodles for him.

Young Master Yan sat in the dining room, which wasn’t really big, eating simple noodles but finding them exceptionally delicious.

At first, when he found out that Zhu Qianying wanted to buy this unit, he disdained it as a small snail dwelling.

But now, his attachment to the apartment was growing, even though it was smaller than his bedroom. When he was sitting in the tiny dining room, he didn’t feel cramped at all. Instead, he felt that there was the scent of warmth everywhere.

As usual, he slowly ate all the noodles and picked up the bowl to drink the noodle soup as well.

Don’t think he had become less wasteful, his habit of finishing the noodle soup just applied to the noodles cooked by Zhu Qianying.

Because he knew that the soup Zhu Qianying used in her noodle cookery was a carefully matched and seasoned. The taste did not lose to the old method of boiling soup. Therefore, not knowing when it started, he would, like Zhu Qianying and the baby boy, finish drinking the soup after eating the noodles.

Only after drinking the soup, he began to eat the goose wings on the plate.

"I didn’t think you would like to eat this kind of food!"

Zhu Qianying, who had just finished taking a shower, happened to see him tearing a wing of the goose and eating it with relish. She walked over giggling, pulled up a chair and sat down across from him.

"I didn’t really eat it before, but I tried one the other day and thought it tasted pretty good!"

Zhu Qianying had just brushed her teeth after her shower. Since he was relishing his meal, she couldn’t resist pinching a wing and taking a bite.