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Long Shaotang was the kind of person who always had others listening to him; no woman had ever dared to speak to him like that. Suddenly intrigued, he was determined to track down that woman.
The doctor, fearing the wrath of this formidable figure, reluctantly agreed to discharge him, worried they might end up demolishing the hospital.
In the afternoon, Ye Ya was merely overseeing the renovations, and the company seemed responsible enough. Around four o'clock, Lu Tianyang called, primarily concerned that she might be too tired and urging her to come home early.
Ye Ya couldn't help but smile; it warmed her heart, though she replied, “Lu Tianyang, why are you being so verbose? I will come home early.”
“Wife, do you like the car? If not, I can have Zuo Kai swap it for another model.” President Lu was wealthy and had acted hastily last night, only wanting to ensure she wasn't overexerting herself.
“No need to change it; it's quite good.” Seriously, a car worth hundreds of thousands wasn't good enough? Did he expect her to drive something worth millions? She would be devastated if it got scratched.
“By the way, dear, clear your schedule for tomorrow; accompany me to a banquet.” Lu Tianyang didn’t want to bring another woman along now that he had a wife. Besides, Ye Ya was certainly not someone to be hidden away.
“Lu Tianyang, what banquet? Can I skip it?” Ye Ya felt a slight headache coming on; her presence could be awkward and might embarrass Lu Tianyang.
“Wife, come with me. With me around, you won’t have anything to worry about. Besides, you can trust me not to bring another woman,” Lu Tianyang said with a raised eyebrow.
“Fine, I understand.” Honestly, letting him take someone else would be worse than going herself. Fu Wan Jing had her eyes on him; there was no way she could let that woman take advantage of the situation. This man was not just her husband but also Chen Chen’s father.
“Wife, make sure to get home early and wait for me.” Lu Tianyang kissed the phone before insisting that Ye Ya return the gesture before hanging up.
After ending the call, Ye Ya wrapped up her tasks and left. She called Tao Momo and found her friend hesitant on the line. Ye Ya chuckled upon hearing it: “Mo Mo, are you with Qi Fan? Looks like I dialed the wrong number.”
“What? That jerk said he wants to take me to a banquet tomorrow. I don’t know if I should go,” Momo replied. Just then, Qi Fan chimed in discontentedly, “Mo Mo, what do you mean you don’t know? You clearly agreed!”
Ye Ya laughed; Qi Fan was indeed quite foolish. Despite Momo's fearless demeanor, she was just shy. “Alright then, Mo Mo, enjoy your date with Qi Fan. I’ll head home now and keep an eye on the renovations. Once everything is done, you can come over and take a look.”
“Xiao Ya, thank you for your hard work.” Most of the new company’s affairs were being handled by Ye Ya.
“Stop joking, you’ve been working hard too. Alright, let’s not talk about it anymore,” Ye Ya laughed. If Mo Mo could end up with Qi Fan, she would be genuinely happy for her.
Since becoming pregnant, most of the work at Moya Fashion Store had been managed by Mo Mo; Ye Ya was only responsible for planning, so they didn’t need to say much to each other.
When she got home, it was still early. Ye Ya drove quickly and appreciated the convenience of having a car.
She called Lu Tianyang, who sounded a bit surprised. “Wife, it hasn’t been long and you already miss me? I’m so happy.”
“You smooth talker, are you coming home for dinner tonight?” She realized she hadn’t cooked in a while and thought about whether she should prepare a meal for him since their relationship had improved recently.
“Sure, I’ll be back as soon as I finish up. I should be home around seven,” Lu Tianyang replied, feeling his fatigue lessen just by hearing her voice.
“Do you want to eat what I cook? It definitely won’t be as good as what the chef makes at home,” Ye Ya said, feeling a bit overly sentimental. Cooking was one thing, but calling him about it made it feel like they were newly in love again.
“Alright, wife, I’ll try to get back early,” Lu Tianyang said without caring who cooked better. Just the fact that Ye Ya was willing to cook for him was enough to make him happy.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Ya called Guo Ma out. The fridge was stocked with ingredients; if Guo Ma had prepared things, she would have instructed the chef to make a variety of dishes without repeating any each day. Guo Ma always paid special attention to what the young master and lady liked to eat.
Ye Ya tied on an apron and began bustling around in the kitchen. It was just past five; she still had time to simmer a soup. Thinking about the young master’s taste made her smile slightly. In truth, she knew that even if she made fried rice, he would enjoy it.
Lu Tianyang had never said he loved her, but Ye Ya believed that there was affection between them beyond Chen Chen.
This affection felt fragile, like a seedling just breaking through the soil; she needed to put in effort to nurture it carefully.
Ye Ya didn’t expect Lu Tianyang to come home early. Didn’t he say he would be back around seven? He arrived half an hour ahead of schedule. Just as she finished washing the vegetables, she found herself staring at the man standing in the kitchen doorway.
Lu Tianyang was anxious; he had instructed his secretary and Zuo Kai to handle some matters but couldn’t help rushing back just to see her cooking for him.
In the kitchen, she wore a cartoon apron, holding a green onion in her hand, staring at him with a silly expression. In truth, Ye Ya was startled; how had he suddenly returned?
But looking into Lu Tianyang's eyes, she couldn't help but feel that he was just too handsome, leaving Ye Ya momentarily mesmerized.
“Wife, let me help you,” Lu Tianyang said with a smile as he walked over and leaned down to kiss her softly on the lips. Ye Ya gasped, “No, don’t! Someone might see us.”
Her concern was indeed unnecessary. In Yiju Mountain Villa, even if the servants saw them, they would pretend not to. The young master had given orders that Lady’s modesty should be respected; anything that shouldn’t be seen absolutely must not be seen.
“Then I’ll help you chop the onions,” Lu Tianyang said after washing his hands. The young master was used to having everything done for him and rarely engaged in such menial tasks.
Ye Ya nodded and handed him the green onion. “Chop it into small pieces.”
In Lu Tianyang’s understanding, there was no concept of what chopped green onions should look like. When Ye Ya saw the pieces he had cut—about the length of half a finger—she suddenly burst into laughter. “You should just step outside; let me do it. Otherwise, we’ll never get to eat.”
“But I want to watch you,” Lu Tianyang replied matter-of-factly, gesturing with the knife again. Realizing something was off, he set it down.
“Alright then, why don’t you just stand aside and watch? Don’t mess around; I still have to clean up afterward,” Ye Ya said as she pushed him aside with a hint of annoyance.
Guo Ma watched from behind and thought to herself that if the old master and Madam saw this, they would understand just how happy the young master was now—something that Fu Wan Jing could never provide.
Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Ye Ya said, “Could you please go check on Chen Chen? Don’t just stare at me while I work; it makes me nervous and I can’t focus.”
“Sure, wife. I’ll go check on our little darling and bring her down,” Lu Tianyang replied. He thought that carrying their daughter down to see his wife would be quite a sight. However, as soon as he picked up Chen Chen, the little one promptly soiled her diaper.
The baby was uncomfortable and cried pitifully. Hearing the commotion, Ye Ya poked her head out of the kitchen. “What’s wrong with Chen Chen?”
“Lady, don’t worry; Young Miss has made a mess. The young master is changing her now,” Guo Ma said while trying to suppress a laugh. She couldn’t help but think how unimaginable it would have been in the past for the young master to engage in such tasks.
Ye Ya raised an eyebrow, realizing that her thoughts mirrored those of Guo Ma at that moment. She was pleasantly surprised by Lu Tianyang's affection for Chen Chen. How wonderful it was for Chen Chen to have such a loving father.
After a bit of fuss, when Lu Tianyang came down holding Chen Chen, Ye Ya had already prepared dinner. It was a simple meal of three dishes and a soup—not too much, but enough for them.
"Young Master, let me take Chen Chen. You and Lady can enjoy your meal," Guo Ma said wisely. It was rare for Lady to cook, and they certainly didn’t want to be in the way.
In the spacious living room, only the two of them remained. Usually, the table would be filled with several exquisite dishes, but now it seemed rather sparse.
"Lu Tianyang, is the food to your liking? I just made a simple fish soup," Ye Ya said, glancing at the time and realizing she had hurriedly prepared it.
Lu Tianyang picked up his chopsticks and took a big bite of rice, followed by a piece of mushroom chicken. "Wife, it tastes great! I love it."
"I'm glad you like it. If one day we aren't as wealthy as we are now, I can still cook for you," Ye Ya replied, happy to see him enjoying his meal.
"That won't happen. I won't let you suffer, my wife." Lu Tianyang sounded cheerful. "But if I were broke and not the eldest son of the Lu Family, would you still be with me?"
"I would follow you even without money; I'd support you then," Ye Ya laughed, thinking that sometimes Lu Tianyang was just a big child at heart.
Only in front of her, someone he cherished deeply, did he let down all his defenses and show his true self.
Lu Tianyang enjoyed his meal heartily; he finished everything on his plate and even had an extra bowl of rice. Ye Ya couldn't help but wonder if it really tasted that good.
"Don't overeat! Is it really that delicious?" she asked.
"It is delicious, my wife! But you don't have to cook all the time; just make me something occasionally so you don't get too tired."
Hearing his words, Ye Ya couldn't help but pout slightly. "You must think my cooking isn't good enough."
"By heaven and earth, my dear, have you ever seen me eat this much? I love everything you make." After saying this, Lu Tianyang patted his stomach, feeling truly full.
"I'll have Guo Ma brew a cup of hawthorn tea for you later. Just don't overeat," Ye Ya said with some concern; it wouldn't be good for his stomach.
"Sure, I'll listen to my wife. By the way, tomorrow I'll have my secretary send over some evening gowns for you. Do you need a makeup artist?" Lu Tianyang recalled the banquet tomorrow; it would be the first time he personally took Ye Ya to such a grand event.
"No need, I can handle it myself. Don't you trust me?" Ye Ya replied. Back in the Ye Family, she was no stranger to such things; she just didn't enjoy attending events, which didn't mean she couldn't manage.
"Of course I trust you, but just don't wear anything too revealing. And don't make yourself too stunning; just keep it simple." The thought of other men staring at her made Lu Tianyang uneasy.
"What do you mean by not too stunning?" Ye Ya was taken aback. Who wouldn't want their partner to look beautiful? What was he really thinking?
"Just listen to me; keep it simple. Otherwise, with so many wolves at the banquet staring at you, what will we do?" Lu Tianyang was genuinely worried. He had no interest in how others behaved, but his own wife was different.
Hearing his words made Ye Ya nearly burst out laughing. "Is there anyone like you? Don't worry, I won't embarrass you."
See? Just like that, when she smiled, Lu Tianyang thought she could captivate anyone. He frowned slightly and said, "Wife, don't smile like that in public, especially not at other men. And definitely don’t speak too sweetly."
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