The Problem with Marrying Rich: Out of the Way, Ex - Chapter 874

Chapter 874: An Awkward Lunch

It was noon and He Xiyan who had been sitting in a daze for over an hour was led by Jiahang into the Gu family dining hall. There was a square-shaped dining table in the dining hall that was quite an uncommon sight. It was crafted from rosewood and looked simple. There were two wooden chairs placed on each side of the table, so there were a total of eight chairs. There were also seven or eight dishes on the table with several exquisite cakes.

He Xiyan glanced at the spread on the table. There were six people, including herself, Jiahang, his parents, a nurse, and a chef dining at this table.

Yang Yun couldn’t hide her excitement and happiness and there were still traces of tears on her face. She tugged on her son’s sleeve and made him sit close to her and He Xiyan took her seat awkwardly beside Chen Jiahang.

“Shaoqian…come, have something to eat,” Yang Yun immediately placed a big piece of roast goose in Jiahang’s bowl the moment he sat down.

“I didn’t expect you to visit today, so I didn’t prepare your favorite roasted lamb. I’ll get Aunty Qin to buy some lamb in the afternoon,” Yang Yun said with a sniffle as she continued to put food into her son’s bowl. Happiness had come so suddenly that she still could not believe that her son had truly come home.

Chen Jiahang handed a piece of tissue to his mother and gently patted his mother’s back.

He Xiyan sat in the corner and her lips moved as she searched for words to comfort his mother. However, she was unable to come up with anything suitable to say, so she finally took a piece of bamboo shoot and ate a huge mouthful of rice.

“Miss Chen, you should have more to eat!” Suddenly, a masculine voice sounded beside her and Jiahang’s father Gu Chengli looked at her with a twinkle in his eyes.

He Xiyan turned to look at Jiahang’s father and looked at this elderly man who looked much older than his age. “Thanks, uncle,” she said politely.

“Where are you from? Miss Chen, is the food to your liking?” Gu Chengli asked. He finally took note of the woman whom his son had brought home.

“I…” He Xiyan paused for a moment and she didn’t know what to say for a moment and a quick flash of embarrassment crossed her face because she didn’t know where she was from either.

“Dad, she’s from the village where I live,” Chen Jiahang helped her ease the awkward tension in the air.

He Xiyan smiled awkwardly and said, “Uncle, I’m not a picky eater. The food is delicious, thank you.”

“That’s great. Feel free to let us know what you’d like to eat and I’ll get the chef to prepare it for dinner,” Gu Chengli said and his lips turned upward as he gave her a small smile.

He Xiyan took another mouthful of rice and thanked him politely.

This meal lasted almost 30 minutes and He Xiyan was actually full but she felt that it would be rude for her to excuse herself from the table, so she could only stay and eat with Jiahang and his parents.

Jiahang went to the bathroom after they were done eating while she entered the guest room. However, a few minutes later, another cup of tea appeared in front of her. This time, Jiahang’s mother was the one who served her tea.

He Xiyan froze in shock. Then, she quickly rose to her feet and accepted the cup of tea with a blush on her cheeks.

“Thanks, aunty,” she said with a smile.

Yang Yun was also smiling but her smile looked a little fake.

“Miss Chen, I’m sure you brought your clothes along, right? Why don’t you spend the night with us instead of returning to the hotel?” she asked.