Stealing Your Heart

Stealing Your Heart Chapter 310

“Young Master, Young Mistress, the dumplings are ready. Ma’am requests for your presence,” Mr. Feng informed them.

Lin Xinyan swallowed her words. “Let’s go.”

Zong Jinghao had been drinking on an empty stomach, and the mention of food made his stomach growl.

“Alright,” he hummed in response.

Chinese New Year was months away, but Cheng Yuxiu cooked up a feast anyway, considering the fact that they had four more mouths to feed. She hoped to get on Zong Jinghao’s good side as well.

She did not know what Zong Jinghao liked, so she cooked a variety of dishes.

Lin Xinyan caught on immediately and glanced at Zong Jinghao intendedly.

Zong Jinghao merely evaded her gaze and pulled out a chair to sit down.

Lin Xinyan walked into the kitchen just as the maid turned off the stove. She picked up a ladle and offered, “I’ll do it.”

Everyone’s dumplings were mixed together in the pot, making the ugly ones look increasingly jarring, next to the pretty ones.

Lin Xinyan scooped the dumplings into one giant bowl, which confused the maid.

“I wouldn’t eat that if I were you,” the maid warned her. “I don’t think that anyone can finish that!”

Lin Xinyan grinned. “Someone will.”

I’m doing this on purpose!

Didn’t you refuse to eat Cheng Yuxiu’s dumplings? How about the ones the kids and I had made?

it all, you picky

three bowls with dumplings- one for herself, one for Lin Xichen, and one for Cheng Yuxiu. She handed the three

misshapen dumplings right before Zong Jinghao. “I’m sure that you won’t reject this? I made

 This is enough

it, Daddy!” Lin Xichen reminded him, echoing Lin Xinyan’s thoughts. He pulled his sister over and asked, “Look! Daddy’s

course!” she chirped. “Do you like

Zong Jinghao fell silent.

going to

the suspicious mixture of dough and vegetables that looked nothing

Ruixi asked curiously. She had looked forward to the moment that her father had tasted the dumplings

Xinyan poured him some vinegar.

better with vinegar!” Lin

Yuxiu stood at the side, wringing her hands together anxiously. How is he going

to him with an empty bowl and saying, “Give me some, I’ll help

doughy mixture into his mouth. He figured that he

Cheng Yuxiu, however, it was an indication that Zong Jinghao

her bowl in an

a smile onto

spent the night tossing and turning on his bed, his

morning

up several times throughout the night begging for water, while his grandmother returned to consciousness for a brief moment in the middle of the night

that night. She collapsed onto the sofa at dawn,

as the events of last night flooded into his mind; he

sat up and surveyed his surroundings. Did

sprawled on the sofa without a blanket. The heater was on, but the cold wintry winds could still seep through the cracks between the window

Ya and covered her with it,

been sleeping

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