Chapter 10 : Let's Watch a Good Show Today

It was well-known that Chenchen had a bad temper. Yan Mian could imagine how sharp-tongued the little guy could be. "It's okay, let me give it a try." Li, the butler, hesitated for a moment before nodding. "Young Master is allergic to peanut butter, remember that." Yan Mian nodded. "Don't worry." She entered the kitchen, where the servants were busy assisting her. After a while, three dishes, a soup, and two types of staple food were all prepared. She looked at the food in front of her and was quite satisfied. Even the maid beside her couldn't help but sigh. "Dr. Yan, you're really good at cooking!" The cooking process was smooth and skillful. The dishes were delicious and appetizing, making people's mouths water! Yan Mian smiled modestly. "It's not bad." It was her cooking skills that she had developed while taking care of Dou Bao. Thinking of this, she took out her phone and made a video call to Dou Bao. The call was answered immediately, and the voice of the little guy came through. "Mummy!" Yan Mian's heart instantly softened, and her tone became as gentle as a feather. "Are you being good at home?" "I'm being good. Don't believe me? Ask Auntie Nanny!" The little guy turned the video to the nanny beside him. The nanny nodded immediately with a kind expression. Yan Mian chuckled lightly. "It's time to eat. Listen to Auntie Nanny and don't be picky, okay?" "I know, Mummy!" The little guy smiled, his eyes and eyebrows curved. However, his cheeks were too pale, and he coughed lightly, showing signs of weakness. Yan Mian felt very sorry for her son, but the Bao family was about to have lunch. "Baby, Mummy is busy now. I'll come back early tonight, so don't worry, okay?" "I know, Mummy. Trojan horse!" Dou Bao kissed the screen, and Yan Mian was overjoyed. She ended the video call. She took off her apron and prepared to go upstairs to call Chenchen. At the same time, in the apartment, Dou Bao put on an apron. Standing on a small stool, his fair little hands held a big spoon, stirring the soup in the pot. "Dou Bao, maybe you shouldn't learn this?" The nanny couldn't bear to watch anymore and had said this more than once. Dou Bao's little face was unusually determined, shaking his head. "No, Auntie Nanny, please continue teaching me how to cook..." Mummy was too tired. She had to work, earn money, and take care of him. He didn't want Mummy to work so hard, so... he must learn how to cook. In the future, he could make many delicious dishes for Mummy! ... The Bao family— Yan Mian walked straight down the corridor. Before entering the playroom, she heard a woman's voice. "Baby, the model you made is so great!" She tiptoed and quietly looked through the crack in the door. At first glance, she saw Yan Feifei's profile. Her pupils shrank, and the hatred she had buried for four years surged up in an instant. At the same time, her grandmother's dying appearance flashed through her mind. For four years, she had wanted to destroy the Yan family every single day. When her grandmother was sick, she initially asked the Yan family for help, but they turned a blind eye and were stingy with every penny. In the end, it led to her grandmother missing the best treatment time. It was them, the Yan family, who killed her beloved grandmother! Intense resentment almost consumed her rationality. She clenched her fist, wanting to pierce her own flesh. But... she couldn't act impulsively! Chenchen was still in the room. No matter how great the hatred, she couldn't explode in front of her child. Taking a few deep breaths in a row, she chose to temporarily leave and calm down. However, as soon as she left, Chenchen in the room spoke. "You can go rest. I can play by myself." His voice was calm and indifferent. "Mummy will accompany you for a while longer~" Yan Feifei's voice sounded gentle, with obvious flattery. "No need, I want to be alone." Yan Feifei's smile froze on her face, and a hint of disgust flashed in her eyes. This brat was just as repulsive as her mother! Yan Feifei sneered inwardly, her voice still soft. "Then I'll leave first." She closed the door and went to the adjacent guest room. Pushing the door open, the room was simple and cold. Yes, this was the temporary resting room arranged by Bo Jingan for her! She casually picked up the vase on the table, wanting to throw it down to vent her anger. But when it was halfway up, she abruptly stopped. No, she couldn't expose her true nature! But she hated it so much. When could she truly integrate into the Bo family? Knock, knock, knock. Someone knocked on the door. Yan Feifei quickly adjusted her expression and returned to her usual gentleness. "Come in." A maid cautiously entered and whispered a few words in her ear. A cold light flashed in her eyes. So Yan Mian made lunch for Chenchen, huh? Well, she was going to enjoy a good show today!