Noble Marriage-Chapter 45 - Is this porridge made by you
45: Chapter 45 Is this porridge made by you?
45 -45 Is this porridge made by you?
Lin Xinlan lowered her eyes, and when she raised them again, she asked, “You could ask Lao Gu to make you some hangover soup.”
“No, it tastes awful!” The man began to get moody, his petulance and disdain came naturally, without a hint of affectation.
Lin Xinlan was slightly taken aback.
She thought that Rong Shaoze must have grown up in a very privileged home.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have developed such an aggressive and willful demeanor, doing as he pleased without the need for pretense.
After thinking it over, she said, “How about this, I’ll have a maid make some porridge for you.
Millet porridge is very soft and tastes good, it might make you feel better after eating it.”
Rong Shaoze unexpectedly opened his eyes to look at her and asked coldly, “You’re acting a bit odd.”
Lin Xinlan looked into his eyes, “What’s odd about me?
If you don’t need it, forget it.
I was just a bit overzealous earlier and asked you a few extra questions.
Now, let’s just pretend you didn’t hear it, and I’ll pretend I didn’t say it.”
“Never mind, go ahead and ask them.
I’m a bit hungry too.” Rong Shaoze released her and closed his eyes again.
Lin Xinlan didn’t want to go but, after lying there a while, she got up reluctantly and opened the door.
By this time it was already ten at night, and the maids were almost ready to rest.
As Lin Xinlan went downstairs, two maids walked past her without offering a greeting, completely ignoring her.
Lin Xinlan could even see the disgust and mockery in their eyes.
She called out to them softly, “Could one of you go to the kitchen and cook some millet porridge?”
The two stopped in their tracks and said coldly, “Young Madam, it’s already ten o’clock at night.
The auntie who cooks has already gone to bed.
If you want porridge, you can tell her tomorrow, and she will make it for you.”
“Which one of you knows how to make it?”
“Neither of us do.”
“Then which one of you will go wake up the auntie to come and make it?”
“Young Madam, sorry, but she’s already asleep.
She’s had a hard day cooking and is very tired, we don’t want to disturb her.”
Lin Xinlan’s face showed difficulty, and after a moment’s hesitation, she said, “Never mind, I’ll do it myself.”
A glint of smug satisfaction flashed in their eyes, “If there’s nothing else, Young Madam, we’ll be heading down.”
“Go ahead.”
Lin Xinlan went into the kitchen and made a pot of millet porridge herself.
She carried it upstairs, opened the door, and said to Rong Shaoze, “It’s ready, get up and eat.”
Rong Shaoze had fallen asleep and when she woke him up, he couldn’t help but be grouchy.
“Why did it take so long?!”
Lin Xinlan didn’t answer but went over and handed him the bowl, “Do you want to eat now?”
Although Rong Shaoze was in a bad mood, he didn’t refuse.
He was a bit hungry and naturally wouldn’t go to bed on an empty stomach.
He barely took one bite before he spat it out and threw the bowl on the floor, scattering the white porridge everywhere.
Lin Xinlan was prepared and dodged in time to avoid being scalded.
“Who made this?
Tell her to get lost tomorrow!” the man said angrily.
Lin Xinlan’s expression was a bit cautious, “Is it that bad?”
Rong Shaoze sneered, “Don’t they know I like sweet porridge?
How dare they add salt!”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t know,” Lin Xinlan hurriedly said.
Rong Shaoze looked at her in surprise, his eyes showing confusion, “You made it?”
Lin Xinlan hesitated for a moment, then nodded, “Yes.
It was too late at this hour, and the cooking maid was asleep.
They said she was exhausted after a day’s work, and they couldn’t bear to wake her.
And the other maids didn’t know how to make it, so I did it myself.”
Rong Shaoze’s gaze darkened in an instant.
He looked at her once, then abruptly got out of bed, donned his clothes, and strode out of the room.
Lin Xinlan didn’t follow him, her expression remained calm.
Then she lay back on the bed, pulled the covers over her, and planned to go straight to sleep.
Rong Shaoze’s anger had serious consequences.
