Chapter 711
“Chen Mo, try this and see if you like it,”
Bai Lanwu didn’t know how to converse with Leng Chenmo, so she could only clumsily serve him food.
In a blink of an eye, Leng Chenmo realized that his bowl was piled high with vegetables. Not wanting to refuse, he took bites of some food he usually didn’t eat. Finally, he commented “It’s really delicious.”
Bai Lanwu’s relief was evident on her face “If you find it tasty, eat more. I’m not sure about your preference. Let me know what you like, and I will cook it for you.”
“OK, why don’t you teach me how to cook tomorrow night?” Being unsure of how to relate with Bai Lanwu, Leng Chenmo used cooking as a common ground.
“What? Cook? Tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll cook for you. Why do you need to learn?”
Leng Chenmo tilted his head, looking at Tang Zhou, who was enjoying the food. “Once I learn, I can cook for my wife. She seems to really like your cooking.”
“Cough…cough…” Tang Zhou was eating fish. Upon hearing the word “wife,” he choked so hard he swallowed a fish bone, causing discomfort in his throat.
He glared at the cause of his discomfort: “Who’s your wife?”
“Isn’t she?” Leng Chenmo looked at Tang Zhou: “I heard you introduce yourself as such in the courtyard earlier.”noveldrama
“I was just….” Tang Zhou was about to say that was just for fun, but he clutched his throat again, “I’m suffering because of you. The fish bone is stuck in my throat. I can’t swallow it. It’s so uncomfortable.”
“Oh my, then quickly, drink some vinegar.” Bai Lanwu immediately got up to get him some.
Leng Chenmo also rose, “No need, I’ll go.”
“You don’t know where the vinegar is.”
As Bai Lanwu already went into the kitchen, Leng Chenmo followed. His towering figure stood in front of Bai Lanwu. From his angle, he noticed one of her gray hair and casually plucked it off for her.
Bai Lanwu looked up in surprise, to which Leng Chenmo said, “You had a strand of gray hair.”
“Am I getting old?” Bai Lanwu feared her son would look down on her.
“No, you’re very elegant and don’t look old at all, let me help you.” Leng Chenmo took a small bowl of vinegar and returned to the dining room to give it to Tang Zhou.
Their careful attention to each other was evident to Bai Lanwu and Song Chuanqi.
Bai Lanwu unconsciously asked, “Are you engaged?”
“Not yet,” Leng Chenmo said.
After a pause, Leng Chenmo added, “No elders are helping with the arrangements.”
“Who are the child’s parents? I’ll propose on your behalf one day.” Bai Lanwu finally found a task that she could do for Leng Chenmo.
As soon as Tang Zhou drank the vinegar, he choked on the words and asked, “Why is my luck so bad tonight?”
Bai Peiluan, who was eating, spoke up. “Sister, the kid’s father was Bai Xiu’s former comrade-in-arms. He died many years ago, and the kid’s mother is also gone. He’s my godson now, so naturally, Bai Xiu and I will be in charge of his marriage. But hey, since Xingguang and Junqing are getting engaged in a few days, why don’t we arrange for all four of them at once?”
Bai Lanwu agreed instantly. Both her son and daughter getting engaged on the same day suited her well. That’s settled then.
Tang Zhou, still struggling with the fish bone in his throat, stretched his leg under the table to kick Leng Chenmo. Quickly decline, quickly decline. What was he thinking? How could he get engaged to Leng Chenmo? This is crazy!