Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âTheyâre all home-cooked dishes, but I personally cooked them. Try them!â The womanâs face was full of smiles as she looked at Lin Yun expectantly.
The young man at the side echoed, âMy Aunt Lin doesnât cook often. Even the Lin brothers havenât eaten Aunt Linâs personally cooked dishes for a long time!â
The woman rolled her eyes at the young man. âYou talk too much!â
The young man stuck out his tongue, turned around, and ran to the kitchen.
Lin Yun picked up her chopsticks and smiled at the woman. âThank you, Auntie! Then I wonât stand on ceremony!â
Lin Yun glanced at the man.
The man also reached out his hand, indicating for Lin Yun to try it quickly.
Before Lin Yun could pick up the food with her chopsticks, she heard a voice from the door. âThis scent, is this Momâs cooking?â
âThis familiar taste! I havenât eaten it in a long time!â An excited voice sounded, accompanied by quickened footsteps.
Lin Yun froze on the spot, not knowing whether to move the chopsticks in her hand or not.
Just like that, a figure appeared in front of Lin Yun.
Lin Yun narrowed her eyes and looked at the person. Then, she blinked and frowned.
That person was dressed casually in a T-shirt and pants, with a baseball cap pulled down low.
If Lin Yun hadnât looked at that person from top to bottom, she probably wouldnât have seen that personâs true appearance.
âLin Qian?â Lin Yun couldnât help but exclaim.
Lin Qian was originally staring at the food on the plate with a drooling expression. After hearing Lin Yunâs voice, he turned to Lin Yun. âDo you know me?â
Lin Yun couldnât help but sigh. Such an extremely recognizable voice would probably leave a deep impression on anyone, let alone Lin Yun, who was sensitive to voices!
Lin Yun nodded at Lin Qian. âItâs hard not to know the trump card of Tian Le Records and the idol superstar of the entertainment industry!â
The smile on Lin Qianâs face deepened. âThen youâre my fan?â
Lin Yun paused awkwardly and smiled uncomfortably. âIâm sorry, Iâm notâ¦â
When Lin Qian heard this, not only was he not angry, he even sat down arrogantly beside the man. âThatâs the best. You have to keep my appearance a secret!â
Lin Yun didnât expect Lin Qian to have such a reaction and was a little stunned. Lin Qian was the same as her. He always wore a mask when he sang, and no one had seen his true face. She didnât expect him to look so good. If Lin Yun wasnât sensitive to voices and hadnât studied his songs recently and was familiar with his figure, she wouldnât have recognized him.
The woman slapped Lin Qianâs arm. âI was wondering why you were so sloppy all day! When will you become more mature!â
âLook at you! When can I have a daughter-in-law to serve me tea?â
Lin Qian, on the other hand, seemed to be used to being âbeaten upâ by women. He said nonchalantly, âThere is no news on that from Eldest Brother yet, but Mom keeps urging me!â
âHe doesnât come home every day. Youâre right in front of me. If I donât rush you, who will!â The woman growled impatiently.
Lin Qian quickly raised a hand and said, âIt wasnât easy for me to go home.â
âThereâs Lin Hao!â
When the woman heard this, she slapped Lin Qianâs back angrily. âHow old is Lin Hao!â
Lin Qian shrugged and said, âMom, are you planning to let the guest see how you abuse your son?â
Only then did the woman remember that Lin Yun was still there. She quickly restrained herself and smiled at Lin Yun. âDonât mind him! My son is useless! He wonât be useful if he doesnât get beaten up!â
Lin Yun finally understood.
So Lin Qian was the âgood-for-nothingâ the woman mentioned just nowâ¦
Lin Yun didnât know how to respond for a moment. Instead, Lin Qian waved at the young man watching from afar as if nothing had happened. âQuick! Get me a pair of chopsticks! I want to have a good meal!â
After saying that, Lin Qian looked at Lin Yun. âYou donât mind?â
Lin Yun nodded in a daze. âYes, I donât mindâ¦â
The man looked at Lin Qian with a dissatisfied expression. âHow can you speak to your mother like that?â
Lin Qian pouted and said, âDad, can you stop showing off your love in front of your son every day! Iâve seen it for decades⦠Iâm tired of it!â
âYouâre tired of it, but Iâm not!â The woman snorted and walked to the seat beside the man. She pulled Lin Qian up. âGo sit over there! Donât sit beside my husband!â
Lin Qian seemed to be used to it. He sat beside Lin Yun and smiled bitterly. âThese two show off their love for each other without any bottom line. Itâs fine as long as it doesnât affect your appetite!â
Lin Yun nodded silently. âYes⦠it wonâtâ¦â