She Became A Downfall Noble Lady

Breakfast time was upon them, and even in ancient times, it was understood that a bad mood at mealtime affected the appetite, so Lady Qin and Jiang Yifan refrained from mentioning yesterday’s discussion about Jiang Yifan remarrying Ye Xinyan.

Mother and son exchanged a few idle remarks, and Jiang Yiyuan also came over to pay his respects to Lady Qin. Seeing that everyone had arrived, Nanny Hong asked Lady Qin if it was time to serve the meal and, upon receiving confirmation, turned to instruct the maids to bring in breakfast.

Nanny Hong had served the Jiang Family for many years, and she was both capable and attuned to the temperaments and dietary preferences of each family member.

She had made a trip to the kitchen yesterday and had clearly planned out the next day’s meal. This morning’s breakfast was prepared according to the tastes of Lady Qin and the two sons. Although the portions were not large, there was a variety of dishes.

Jiang Yifan, looking at a bowl of steaming chicken soup noodles before him, smiled at Nanny Hong and said, "I’ve been away from home for so many years, Nanny still remembers my taste, I haven’t eaten this well in a long time."

Although Jiang Yifan had his own food preferences, he was not particularly fussy and didn’t rack his brains every day thinking about what to eat, so as long as the food was decent, it sufficed. Seeing his favorite noodle soup and side dishes before him, he was naturally pleased.

However, Lady Qin felt a pang of distress upon hearing this. Her son was already twenty-six years old and, although he had taken a wife before, she was a woman who lacked understanding, causing servants to either die or leave. Over these past seven or eight years, there wasn’t anyone capable of taking proper care of him.

Thinking this way, she grew even less fond of the Ye Family girl, but seeing her son enjoying a satisfying meal, she was not about to spoil the moment with unpleasant talk and simply told Nanny Hong, "Move those two side dishes closer to Yuanfan."

Nanny Hong looked at the two dishes already in front of Jiang Yifan, but said nothing further, smiling as she instructed the head maid to serve Jiang Yifan the two side dishes, saying, "Serving the lady and the young masters is this servant’s duty, Eldest Son must not treat me as an outsider. Come, Eldest Son, try this pickled bamboo shoot and the spicy and fragrant snow vegetables, these are brought from our own home."