The ink-holding slender fingers paused suddenly for a second.
Xing Chen lifted his gaze from the planning proposal for the first-phase real estate developnt in the southern city’s garden district.
Instinctively glancing towards the door, Xing Chen did not speak.
Thinking that perhaps so servant had accidentally knocked sothing over.
But he had previously instructed that after nightfall, no servants were needed in the building.
Who could it be? So blatantly breaking the rule he set!
Still pondering this question, soon there was another burst of exasperated shouting from downstairs, "Prince! Stop ssing around! Quick, quick, my dumplings are almost cooked!"
This is... Ran Xiangsi?
She is downstairs, boiling dumplings?
No wonder, so late at night, apart from her, could there really be anyone else daring to make such noise downstairs?
His handso eyebrows tightened, Xing Chen remained silent for a mont, then put down the pen in his hand, and slowly stood up, heading downstairs.
He wanted to see what nonsense she was up to downstairs alone.
As soon as Xing Chen began walking, Gaffi lazily glanced at the doorway, yawned comfortably, and went back to sleep on the carpet.
Halfway down the stairs, Xing Chen stopped, impatiently looking towards the kitchen.
Because that was the only place with lights on, very obvious and could be seen imdiately.
He saw Ran Xiangsi in a casual plaid shirt paired with simple denim shorts, with her smooth long hair draped over her shoulders, busy in the kitchen.
A big dog, appearing out of nowhere, was circling around her, sticking out its tongue and wagging its tail.
Just like that, one person and one dog were guarding a small pot on the stove.
Xing Chen suddenly stopped there, not easily stepping forward to disturb.
In the deep darkness of his eyes, strange emotions surged.
He had never seriously watched a woman in the kitchen before.
Or rather, he had never seriously watched a woman before.
His gaze deepened, seeing the kitchen light, slightly yellowish, shining on Ran Xiangsi, incredibly warm.
Just watching her like this, he felt very comfortable and soft inside.
This was a state that had never occurred before.
Even Xing Chen himself felt a bit puzzled, why did he specifically choose her?
Always unable to resist looking at her, drawn to her.
This cute yet stubborn, smart yet unyielding little girl...
On the other side, Ran Xiangsi was solely focused on her dumplings, not noticing the sharp gaze like an eagle on the staircase.
She hovered over the cooked dumplings, then turned off the heat, took a bowl, and served them out.
Before she could place them on the table, Prince began protesting, "Woof woof woof!"
Ran Xiangsi felt a headache, "You want to eat too?"
"Woof woof woof!" Prince tilted its head and barked loudly a few more tis.
Ran Xiangsi had no choice but to take three out of her bowl and give them to Prince. "I only have ten in total, giving you three, no more fighting with , got it?"
"..." This ti, Prince didn’t protest, it lowered its head and started nibbling the dumplings.
But the dumplings were a bit hot, and it licked them gingerly, instantly flinching and shaking its tongue!
"Haha, silly Prince, wait for them to cool down before eating!" Ran Xiangsi ruthlessly teased it while holding her dumplings and going to the dining room.
Just as she sat down and hadn’t taken a bite, she heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
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