I Became the Male Lead's Stepmother After Transmigrating

A few minutes later, the three of them returned to the living room. This time, there were a lot more ingredients.

Xiang Xiaoyuan asked Lu Wanggui, "What do you want to drink?"

Lu Wanggui's gaze swept past the sprite and cola beside the two of them and said, "Warm water will do."

Xiang Xiaoyuan rubbed her nose. "It's good for your health. No wonder you look so good."

Perhaps it was because she was used to giving orders to Lu Bei, or perhaps she felt that it was only proper for the son to serve his father. She directly said to Lu Bei, "Get your father some water."

Lu Bei did not have any objections. Perhaps it was because he was used to being ordered around, he immediately got up and walked towards the kitchen with his long legs.

Lu Wanggui smiled. "It seems that you two get along very well."

Xiang Xiaoyuan blinked. "What?"

How could he tell that they were getting along very well?

Lu Bei returned very quickly. He silently placed a cup of warm water beside Lu Wanggui and then sat down with his head buried in the pot to cook the meat slices.

Although Lu Wanggui said that he was eating with them, in reality, he did not really move his chopsticks much. He only drank a few mouthfuls of warm water occasionally. Later, when he saw that they were busy eating and cooking meat, he took over the job.

Xiang Xiaoyuan sighed in her heart, "Mature men are so observant"!

Lu Wanggui picked up a shrimp ball and beef slice and placed them in Xiang Xiaoyuan's bowl. Xiang Xiaoyuan smiled in satisfaction and said, "Thank you."

At the same time, Lu Wanggui picked up the food for Lu Bei, but he did not receive a single word. Then, he stopped picking up food for Lu Bei.

After a short while, Xiang Xiaoyuan's bowl was filled with all kinds of meat slices and vegetables, while Lu Bei's bowl only had some pitiful dipping sauce.

Lu Bei: "..."

Wasn't his father a little petty, or had he forgotten about his son after he got married?

After they finished eating the hotpot, the clock pointed to twelve o'clock, and Xiang Xiaoyuan rubbed her stuffed stomach. Suddenly, she said, "Isn't it not nice to leave these things for them to clean up tomorrow? I recall that the smell of leftover hotpot is quite bad."

To say that leftover hotpot smells unpleasant was already a euphemism. In fact, if the hotpot was not cleaned up, not only would the smell be extremely unpleasant, but it was also visually challenging to accept.

It was not nice to call the aunties over to clean up at this time. Xiang Xiaoyuan turned her gaze to the father and son and asked, "So, two handsome men, which one of you will go?"

Lu Wanggui remained calm. It seemed that he did not want to clean up the mess. He and Xiang Xiaoyuan looked at each other. The two of them had not been together for long, but they had developed a bit of tacit understanding. For example, at this moment, they looked at Lu Bei at the same time.

They had a good idea. Children should cultivate their independence from a young age.

Lu Bei: "! ! !"

He regretted eating hotpot even more!

He would go to the hospital tomorrow and amputate his disobedient legs!

However, even though he was bullied, Lu Bei did not feel a trace of anger in his heart. No matter what outsiders said about his temperament, no matter how irritable and impatient he was, he was still a teenager, he still yearned for family and kinship.

In the middle of the night, after the family ate hotpot together, Lu Bei did not reject his biological father and stepmother's "abuse". He even felt a faint sense of joy.

He vaguely felt that this was how the family should be.

Xiang Xiaoyuan saw Lu Bei's expressionless face and said, "It looks like there's a lot of work, but it's actually not so. Just put the things in the dishwasher and press a button."

Lu Bei still did not react.

In fact, his lack of reaction was his biggest reaction. As long as he frowned to express his resistance, Xiang Xiaoyuan would not continue to persuade him. However, he did not, so there was still hope.

To be fair, Xiang Xiaoyuan did not hate Lu Bei. Such a young, handsome, and good-natured youth, which aunt would hate him?

She said like she was coaxing a child, "In order to reward you for your hard work and housework, I'll give you a hundred yuan after the work is done."

Lu Bei: "? ? ?"

If it was before, he would have turned around and left without hesitation.

100 yuan to send a beggar away?

However, he was now a part-time worker, and he had already said those harsh words to his father. He could not pretend like he had not said those bold words at the dinner table. He was a man, and he had to do what he promised. There was not much time left before he became an adult. After he turned 18, he had to rely on himself and not on his family. In any case, he had long accepted reality and knew that he had to clean up the dishes on the coffee table by himself. Since that was the case...

He remained silent.

Xiang Xiaoyuan could clearly see the emotions in his eyes and brows. While she was secretly laughing in her heart, she put on a serious expression. "If one hundred is too little for you, then I'll add another fifty. I can't add any more."

Lu Bei nodded in a reserved manner. "Alright."