War Yin was originally a little worried that his mother would shrug it off. After frying the last dish, he hurried out of the kitchen and wanted to go out of the house, when he saw his mother-in-law and daughter-in-law come in talking and laughing.
He stopped and a smile coloured his handsome face.
He knew there was no need to worry about Hai Tong.
She would regulate the atmosphere between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and wouldn’t let his mother pick on her.
“Mum.”
War Yin called out to his mother in a warm and deep voice.
“I smelled it when I came in, it looks like your cooking hasn’t regressed.”
Tang Junye praised his son and said to Hai Tong, “Hai Tong, put in more effort, cook more and practice more, you’ll definitely be able to surpass him.”
“Mom, you haven’t even tasted it yet, maybe the food cooked by Zhangyin smells good but doesn’t taste good, by the time he loses to me, let him cook and cook every day, practice his cooking skills and show Mom and Dad a couple of hands during the New Year.”
Tang Jun Ye’s beautiful eyes flashed and she smiled, “When you have time, for the sake of our stomachs, it’s to let him practice more.” m.
War Yin listened to what the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law said with laughter, his mother wanted to pit Hai Tong in charge of cooking in the future, and Hai Tong shot back beautifully, still so that her mother wouldn’t get angry.
The doorbell rang again.
“Just in time fresh prawns have been delivered, I’ll go out and get them.”
Hai Tong turned around and went out of the house again.
As soon as she left, Tang Jun Ye circled around his son.
“Mom, just say what you want to say, Tong Tong is out and can’t hear you.”
Tang Jun Ye reached out and tugged at the apron that Zhangyin was wearing and said, “You look a bit like your father.”
“I’m my father’s own son, of course I’ll look like my father.”
War Yin invited his mother to sit down in front of the sofa.
“How long has it been since our War Family’s titled young master, the president of the War Group, has held a spatula? Now he’s actually willingly returning to the helm of the spoon for the sake of a woman, Ah Yin, you really impress mum.”
She was not too fond of Hai Tong, her daughter-in-law, yet she knew her eldest son’s temperament.
Without his elders, this boy could be a bachelor for the rest of his life.
Ever since he was a child, this boy has never liked playing with girls. While others would chase girls when they were teenagers, he received dozens of love letters every day, but he didn’t even read them and gave them all to his class teacher.
As a result, those girls who gave him love letters were criticised and educated by the teachers.
Over time, even if many girls still liked him, they only dared to have a crush on him, not to confess their love, let alone to give him love letters.
When he went out with his friends, he would not go if there were girls following him.
In short, he just doesn’t like to hang out with women.
The old lady once suspected that he was misogynistic.
It was because he knew about War Yin’s temperament that when the old lady set him up with Hai Tong, Tang Jun Ye was not too happy about it and did not even intervene to stop it.
She also wanted to see if Hai Tong could get her son to change his attitude towards young women.
The young couple could spark up and she accepted it.
If they break up peacefully, she accepts that too, and later on she will arrange for her son to marry a famous girl who is a good match for their War family.
War Yin said warmly and soberly, “Mom, I’m just following the path my father took back then, my father was the one I learned from.”
Tang Jun Ye: “……”