In the kitchen, Lin Xiao told her that the slippery individual hadn't been found yet. Luo Qinghan looked incredulous.
"Who is this person?" Lin Xiao was the Dragon King! Someone who could evade the Dragon King's pursuit must be a dangerous element, perhaps targeting her first?
"I'm not too sure... Judging by his appearance, he looked to be around forty or fifty years old. It's strange," Lin Xiao mused, as none of the powerful individuals he knew perfectly matched the description.
His build, his skills, his age – they were hard to reconcile.
While cooking, he tried to comfort Luo Qinghan, "Alright, don't worry. I've strengthened the company's security. Nothing like this will happen again."
"Mmm... It's all your fault for insisting I have a concert and film a drama... I can't handle such obsessive perverts!"
"That's not my fault," Lin Xiao said innocently. "Isn't it because my wife is too outstanding?"
"I wish I weren't so outstanding."
Luo Qinghan sighed, feeling truly overwhelmed.
It wasn't the pressure of singing or acting, as she had grown indifferent to those pressures. But this person's appearance had thrown her mind into a bit of a disarray.
"Wife, you're just being modest. Look at others, they rack their brains trying to gain attention and become more successful. You, on the other hand, are troubled by your own excellence."
Lin Xiao teased, "Alright, you go wait in the living room. It's quite smoky here, don't let yourself get affected."
"A little smoke wants to affect me? As if your wife doesn't know how to cook!" Luo Qinghan rolled her eyes.
"You can cook?"
Lin Xiao feigned immense surprise, "How come I never knew?"
"Come on! I'll show you what I can do today! Do you really think it was someone else secretly making late-night snacks for Xun'er all these years? Of course, it was me!"
Half an hour later.
Looking at the dishes on the table, Xun'er curiously asked, "Daddy, why isn't tonight's dinner as delicious as yesterday's?"
At these words, Luo Qinghan's face darkened.
"Really? They're about the same," Lin Xiao pretended not to know, secretly glancing at Luo Qinghan with a smug expression.
After taking a few bites, Luo Bing also wanted to say something, but after careful consideration, he told Xun'er, "Xun'er, 'Eat in silence, sleep in silence.'"
"What does that mean?"
Xun'er's eyes widened, looking at Luo Bing with confusion.
"Uncle-in-law means that you shouldn't talk carelessly while eating, and you shouldn't talk while sleeping either," Luo Bing explained. He then secretly glanced at Lin Xiao, and seeing no sign of reproach, continued, "So, while we're eating, we should focus on eating. We can talk after we're done."
"Oh, got it."
With that, Xun'er put her head down and ate in silence.
The Luo Buyu couple naturally understood the reason and exchanged a knowing smile. It had been quite some time since they had eaten their daughter's cooking.
After dinner, it was evident that both Xun'er and Luo Bing had eaten at least thirty percent less than usual.
As she cleared the dishes, Luo Qinghan looked visibly dejected.
"Wife, go rest. I'll do it."
Lin Xiao said, taking the task from her hands and urging, "Anything you want to eat, I'll make for you later."
"Oh, enough eating! If you eat more, you'll get fat!"
Luo Qinghan complained.