Chapter 11 - 5. She said it was to add contact information.
The table was full of Auntie Chen's delicious spread, and just the wafting fragrance made one salivate instinctively.
He glanced over the food on the plates and then turned his head to find at the main seat beside him, Ye Lan, who had changed into a set of household cotton shorts and let down her hair, was smilingly holding her chin and watching him,
"Hungry, little glutton? Let's start eating when Auntie Chen brings the bowls and chopsticks, and when Shiyu arrives."
That smiling gaze and the affectionate nickname made Yan Huan feel an unfamiliar shyness. He avoided Ye Lan's eyes and was about to stand up to help Auntie Chen with the bowls and chopsticks,
"Let me help Auntie Chen with that."
"No need, Xiao Huan, sit down, I've already got it."
Before she finished speaking, Auntie Chen had already brought the bowls and chopsticks from the kitchen, placing them in front of Ye Lan, Yan Huan, and the seat beside him.
Only three bowls, three sets of chopsticks?
Just when Yan Huan thought Auntie Chen wouldn't be joining them for the meal, she turned back to the kitchen and came over with a pure black porcelain bowl and stainless steel chopsticks, placing them across from Yan Huan.
Yan Huan stared blankly, only then noticing the elegant white script engraved on the different black porcelain bowl,
"Ye Shiyu"