Chapter 189 I Want to Drink Porridge

Chapter 189 I Want to Drink Porridge

The two stayed in the house until dawn.

But it seemed as if nothing was discussed.

Pei Shan put her hands on her legs, trying her best to stop them from shaking.

He stared at Liu Zhanghua and said slowly, "Go and have someone prepare breakfast. I want to have breakfast with Mr. Lan and chat while we eat."

Uh......

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned.

They looked at each other and wondered in their hearts: Didn’t the conversation between these two people last night end?

Or are there more important things to discuss?

Ma Xuan looked at Lan Yaoxia with some doubt, "Master, do you want to continue the conversation?"

Lan Yaoxia nodded slightly to show her agreement: "Well, I'm afraid the things here are not clean."

"You should also send someone to the kitchen to keep an eye on it to make sure nothing is added."

Ma Xuan glanced at Pei Shan and found that her expression looked a little strange, but he didn't think much about it and turned around to leave.

Liu Zhanghua also glanced at Lan Yaoxia, snorted coldly, and followed Ma Xuan out.

Pei Shan let out a breath, as if she felt the atmosphere was not so depressing anymore.

She looked at the people at the door and said softly, "Everyone, go out."

The bodyguard standing aside saw Lan Yaoxia nod, and then walked out of the room.

Jiang Huaiqiu wanted to close the door, but found that Ma Xuan had kicked it in.

He lifted up the door panel and tried to put it back, but it was not stable at all, so he just spat: "Ma Xuan, you idiot!"

Seeing that the door panel was unstable, he could only lean it against the edge of the door.

Liu Zhanghua went to notify the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Ma Xuan was afraid that they would do something bad, so he sent a team over to keep an eye on them.

Zhan Hui was responsible for setting the dining table, placing exquisite tableware and flowers, and carefully opening the curtains to let the sunlight shine into the room through the windows, creating a warm and bright atmosphere.

"Are you blind?"

Pei Shan sneered and looked out the window with cold eyes.

She pointed at the curtains and said sternly, "Draw the curtains. Why are you drawing the curtains in such a hot day?"

Zhan Hui, who was already worried that Pei Shan would cause trouble for her, became even more flustered after hearing these words.

She was so nervous that her hands and feet were shaking as she tried to pull the curtains, but because she was too nervous, she accidentally used too much force and pulled the entire curtain off the hook.

After realizing her mistake, Zhan Hui hurriedly tried to hang the curtains again.

But the more anxious she became, the more difficult it became to complete this simple task.

Lan Yaoxia looked at the table with a puzzled look on her face, picked up the knife and fork that had just been placed, and looked at them carefully.

He looked up at Pei Shan and asked with a teasing and curious tone: "Western tableware? Are you planning to treat me to luncheon meat?"

"I don't like these canned foods."

Pei Shan had an angry look on her face. She reached out and grabbed the flowers placed in front of her, then swung them hard at Lan Yaoxia.

Her eyes were filled with anger and disgust, as if she wanted to vent all her dissatisfaction.

"What are you whining about? If you don't want to talk, get out!"

After going through such a terrible thing, I even wanted to kill Lan Yaoxia.

Pei Shan shouted angrily, her voice sharp and piercing.

His attitude towards Lan Yaoxia became increasingly worse, as if he could no longer tolerate her presence.

However, faced with the flying flowers, Lan Yaoxia was not scared or avoided.

Instead, he quickly reached out his hand and caught the flowers that were flying towards him.

He looked at the flower in his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and said in a relaxed tone: "Oh, it turns out that this flower is fake."

"But Miss Pei, I advise you to control your temper."

"What if you make me angry and I don't want to talk anymore?"

“You don’t even have someone to collect the bodies.”

There was a hint of sarcasm in his words, but they also revealed disdain for Pei Shan's behavior.

It was obvious that he did not take Pei Shan's attack seriously, but responded with a calm attitude.

This calmness made Pei Shan even more angry. She widened her eyes and stared at Lan Yaoxia with gritted teeth, but she could do nothing.

Soon, breakfast was ready, and the freshly baked bread on the table exuded an enticing aroma.

Pei Shan forced a ridiculously fake smile, then gently picked up a piece of bread and spread butter on it gracefully. Her movements were light and delicate, as if she was completing a ritual.

Then, she raised her head and said to Lan Yaoxia, "Mr. Lan, you should eat too!"

After saying that, she took a big bite of the bread, as if to vent all her dissatisfaction.

However, at this moment, Lan Yaoxia stretched out her index finger, gently lifted up the plate, and then placed it directly on the table without any hesitation.

In addition to Lan Yaoxia and Pei Shan, there were two bodyguards in the house: Ma Xuan and Liu Zhanghua.

Ma Xuan couldn't help but be a little shocked when he saw Lan Yaoxia's provocative behavior.

Liu Zhanghua's hand quickly reached for the gun at his waist. His eyes were fixed on the seemingly crazy man in front of him, ready to deal with any possible conflict at any time.

At the same time, Ma Xuan also noticed the tense atmosphere. He also put his hand on the gun at his waist and watched Liu Zhanghua's every move vigilantly.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and a tense feeling filled the whole room.

Pei Shan suddenly stopped chewing. She widened her eyes and stared at Lan Yaoxia fiercely, her eyes full of anger.

She gritted her teeth and asked, "What on earth do you want to do?"

Lan Yaoxia had a faint smile on her face, but her eyes held a hint of provocation and teasing, as if she was deliberately trying to anger Pei Shan.

In a nonchalant tone, he said: "Ms. Pei, I don't really like bread for breakfast."

"I'd rather eat porridge."

When Pei Shan heard this, her eyes widened and her face turned red with anger.

He spat the bread in his mouth back into the plate, and then threw the butter-covered bread in his hand onto the plate.

He cursed angrily: "Are you sick?"

"Why didn't you say anything just now?"

Lan Yaoxia, however, was like nothing had happened. She was digging her ears nonchalantly, and answered slowly while digging: "It was just a sudden impulse."

"What? Miss Pei can't even do such a small thing?"

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Pei Shan provocatively.

Looking at Lan Yaoxia's smug and asking-for-a-punch look, Pei Shan was so angry that she was shaking all over. Her fists were clenched tightly together, and her nails dug deeply into her palms, almost piercing her skin.

He gnashed his teeth and said, "There's no rice left. Eat it if you want!"

However, Lan Yaoxia was not overwhelmed by Pei Shan's anger. Instead, she chuckled, turned to look at Ma Xuan, and said with a smile, "In that case, please send someone to the kitchen to look for it, Mr. Ma."