A table full of sumptuous dishes, every time Nangong Yaoling returned home, the chef would add a few more dishes, many of which were Nangong Yaoling's favorites.
Xia Xiaonuan sat at the dining table.
She looked at the servant and asked, "Did you call for Young Master?"
"I've already called him... Young Master... seems to be busy."
Xia Xiaonuan nodded.
"Young Madam, shall I call him again?"
"No need." Xia Xiaonuan said flatly, "If he doesn't want to eat, I will eat by myself."
As Xia Xiaonuan spoke, she picked up her chopsticks.
Just as she was about to start eating, she heard the maid's voice from outside.
"Young Master!"
Nangong Yaoling nodded, "Where is Young Madam?" His voice was cold and unemotional.
"Young Madam is waiting for you to have dinner." The maid said enthusiastically.
Xia Xiaonuan: "..."
She tried to act nonchalant and started eating, then saw Nangong Yaoling walking in from outside.
