The number of tis Dad cooked can be counted on one hand, and the dishes he made...
When Tingxuan was little, he tried it once, and he spat it out when he ate it, and got a beating from Dad!
"Alright! If my daughter wants to eat it, then I’ll cook!" Huo Shaohua raised an eyebrow and smiled, he would cook if his daughter wanted to eat.
His dear daughter wasn’t feeling well now, and what mattered most was making her happy. As long as she was happy, she would recover faster.
"Then I’ll wait and see if Dad’s cooking skills have improved!" Tianxin grinned mischievously. She figured Dad’s cooking would only get worse, not better...
Because Dad hadn’t cooked in a long ti!
"You little rascal, do you want to see Dad make a fool of himself!" Huo Shaohua lovingly rubbed his daughter’s head.
"No, I really want to eat Dad’s cooking." Tianxin sat beside Dad and cozied up, coaxing and cajoling him.
"Alright, whatever my daughter says is right!"
"I’m so looking forward to it~" Tianxin smiled happily, a bitter edge to her smile only she could feel.
The father and daughter returned to the old house, and besides the Tinghao brothers, there was another person...
Yangyang!
Tianxin’s smile froze and she imdiately beca anxious and upset.
Why did he co again!
It was okay when Dad wasn’t ho, but today Dad specifically stayed ho to be with them instead of working.
It was supposed to be a joyful occasion, but seeing Yangyang brought only worry, not happiness...
Yangyang saw Tianxin and her father, stood up, and walked towards them.
He walked up to Huo Shaohua and greeted him politely, "Uncle Huo."
Huo Shaohua ignored him, taking Tianxin straight to the sofa.
"Dad!" Tianxin whispered, wondering why Dad acted this way.
Yangyang greeted Dad politely, yet Dad ignored him!
This was a bit too much, people might think Dad looked down on Yangyang!
"Yangyang, co quickly, I can’t solve this problem." Huo Tingxuan called anxiously.
"Okay." Yangyang smiled and turned to walk towards Huo Tingxuan.
Huo Shaohua instructed Tianxin briefly, glanced at Yangyang helping with his son’s howork, and headed towards the kitchen.
He went into the kitchen, where Tian Xingyun was cutting vegetables, cooking personally.
Today, with Yangyang visiting, she was cooking personally to entertain him.
"Why did you let that kid in again?" Huo Shaohua complained from behind Xingyun.
"Which kid?" Tian Xingyun pretended not to understand, focusing on cutting vegetables without looking at him.
"Yangyang!" Huo Shaohua replied irritably.
"I didn’t let him in. I was at the store, and when I got back, he was already here."
"Did Tingxuan and them let him in?" Huo Shaohua frowned. If it wasn’t Xingyun, it had to be those two little punks.
Just now, he saw those two punks looking at Yangyang in awe. How embarrassing!
"Probably."
"I’ll cook dinner tonight..." Huo Shaohua said without much confidence, as cooking was what he feared most!
But he had promised his daughter to cook, and he couldn’t back down!
"You... forget it!" Tian Xingyun turned and smiled helplessly at him. They didn’t dare eat the food he cooked.
Why did he suddenly decide to cook? He hadn’t cooked in a long ti.
"Honey, are you despising ?" Huo Shaohua’s mouth twitched. Couldn’t this woman give him a little confidence?
Did she have to knock him down so hard?!
"Smarty!" Tian Xingyun pouted playfully, then continued cutting vegetables.
"Honey, you should encourage ! Practice makes perfect!"
"Darling, you’ve been trying to cook since Tianxin was one, and how are your cooking skills now? I don’t need to spell it out, do I?" Tian Xingyun sighed softly. She didn’t want to crush him, but he forced her hand!
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