Chapter 521: Chapter 521: Can’t You See the Rejection Written on His Face?
Rong Yan started off a bit uneasy in the kitchen, but she gradually became more comfortable with Lin Zhiya as time went on.

Initially, they had agreed to make only fruit tea, but by the end, Lin Zhiya had chased the chef out of the kitchen and started cooking the dishes herself.

Laughter and merry voices filled the kitchen.

In the living room outside the kitchen, the man hearing the harmonious conversation relaxed his brows and stopped fixating on the direction of the kitchen.

Little Baby, who had been absentmindedly watching cartoons, shared the same evolution of emotions as the refined and distinguished man. From initial full-faced worry, lack of assurance, and even restlessness, Little Baby gradually relaxed, and his attention slowly shifted to the desserts and to “Bears out” playing on the oversized TV.

Cui Jiangjing noticed the reactions of the father-son duo, partly wanting to laugh but fearing he might hit a landmine and get a beating instead. He was scratching his head, trying to find something to say when Lin Zhiya suddenly came out of the kitchen.

“Sorry for the wait, you all go wash up. It’s time to eat.”

She couldn’t hide the smile in her eyes as she said, holding out the dishes, “Today’s dishes were made by Yan and me. Try them later and see if they’re good. Also, guess which dishes I made and which were made by Yan!”

Cui Jiangjing could barely sit still, immediately standing up with an impish grin on his elegant face that was quite infectious, “No need to try, I know it’s delicious! I’ll go wash up first.”

Lin Zhiya was thrilled by his flattery but still said, “Just in case it’s not good, don’t blame me.”

“Impossible for it not to be delicious. I can smell the aroma from the living room. With this color, fragrance, and taste, if it’s not good, I’ll swallow the plate. I’m just afraid it’s too delicious, and Shengxiao will fight me for it later!”

Indeed, he might get his wrist broken for taking a couple more bites of Little Yan Rong’s cooking.

Li Shengxiao gave him a cool glance, and Cui Jiangjing quickly remembered his previous threat, “I’m going to wash up, Little Duidui, want to come with me?”

He scurried off, trying to get Li Duidui as his backup.

Unfortunately, Li Duidui had no intention of helping him. She hopped off the couch obediently, put on her little slippers, and said, “I can go by myself.”

He wasn’t a two or three-year-old child anymore; he didn’t need someone to accompany him to wash his hands.

Only kids need that. Real men don’t!

Cui Jiangjing was almost overwhelmed by his adorable look and shamelessly insisted on going along with him, “Let’s go together.”

Li Duidui, “…Aren’t you seeing the word ‘no’ written on my face?”

Cui Jiangjing claimed to be blind to that, sticking to him and going together.

Li Shengxiao also stood up from the sofa, his sharp gaze turning toward Rong Yan coming out of the kitchen, “Need help?”

Rong Yan, carrying hot soup with her delicate face flushed rosy from the steam, her lush lips irresistibly inviting, replied sweetly, “No need, just go wash your hands. Mrs. Lin and I have got this covered.”

Lin Zhiya, seeing her son’s unwavering gaze, knew exactly what was going on and teased him with a pat, “Don’t worry, go on then. Could I possibly eat Yan up? Go wash your hands so we can start eating.”

Pressured by her, Li Shengxiao had no choice but to walk away…

Before long, the dinner table was laden with a full spread of dishes. Lin Zhiya and Rong Yan arranged the final bowls and chopsticks, took off their aprons, and called out to those who washed their hands, “Alright, come and eat. The food will get cold, and it won’t taste as good~”