Chapter 888: The Feeling of Having a Woman at Home

Mu Xiaoyao thought for a moment, then put down the mouse and stood up, still drying his hair with a towel.

His tall figure paused by the kitchen door, leaning against the frame as he watched the girl busily moving in front of the refrigerator.

“What are you making all this food for?”

“I’ve prepared some food for you and put it in the fridge; it won’t go bad.

If you want something to eat later, you can call me—assuming I’m at school.”

“…Okay,” Baili Xia mumbled to herself, completely oblivious to the seriousness in Mu Xiaoyao’s eyes when he said “okay.”

In the days that followed, she would slowly realize just how much trouble her kind gesture had brought her.

A foodie, and a man as lazy as a ghost, from then on, became a burden to her…

After putting the food in the fridge, the girl carried the ingredients for today’s meal to the sink and began to busy herself.

Mu Xiaoyao remained leaning against the doorframe, watching her silhouette, as a warm breeze seemed to fill his icy gaze.

Having a woman moving around in the kitchen felt incredibly strange.

But no matter how odd it felt, there was only one prevailing sensation—satisfaction.

He didn’t know what he was satisfied with; he just suddenly felt as if his empty heart had been filled, packed full to the brim.

No longer void, no longer alone, and no longer restless.

The word “mother” somehow found its way into his thoughts.

Since he came of age, this term had lost much of its significance to him.

His and his elder brother’s mother, his father’s official wife, had passed away when they were very young.

The woman his father had married later was a stranger to him and his brother.

They had lived in the main house with grandfather for years, becoming increasingly distant from their father.

Now, with an unrelated woman present, it was as if a new home had sprung up where they were merely outsiders.

Thus, they felt perfectly justified and comfortable living in the main house.

With Grandfather in the main house and Uncle not far in Sihai Residence, that was enough for them to form a home.

Mother…

so this is what it feels like to have a woman in the house.

It’s just a pity that this woman is so delicate, so young—he meant her age was young…

Baili Xia, busy at work, hadn’t noticed the pair of eyes fixedly watching her from behind.

By the time she realized it, the two dishes and one soup were nearly complete.

Turning around and seeing him still leaning there, she was slightly taken aback before quickly calling out, “Come help carry the food to the table.”

“Okay,” Mu Xiaoyao responded nonchalantly as he moved to pick up the bowl of soup.

Baili Xia was startled by his action and hastily warned, “Don’t touch that bowl of soup, it’s hot!”

But Mu Xiaoyao had already picked up the bowl; hot?

He felt nothing as he turned and walked out.

After washing a pair of chopsticks and a bowl, Baili Xia filled it with rice and brought it out, only to find he had already placed the remaining two dishes on the dining table.

Seeing she had brought only one serving of rice, he frowned.

Baili Xia quickly explained, “I told you, I’ve made plans with friends and I’m going out soon.”

“When will you be back?” His voice was deep, clearly displeased.

Baili Xia didn’t understand why she had upset him again; wasn’t everything fine just a moment ago?