The next morning, Han Tong's biological clock sounded on time. He used to wake up early for work, so he didn't have the habit of sleeping in. Pondering that the two immortals probably wouldn't cook, he prepared to go downstairs and fry an egg.

As soon as she opened the door, Han Tong was startled to find Yan Xihao standing at the entrance. Her mind raced for a moment, filled with a thousand thoughts. When did the darn male lead start standing here? Moreover, why is he standing here? Shouldn't he be looking for the female lead? What's going on!

"Good morning, Boss Yan!" Han Tong suppressed his emotions and put on a submissive look, obediently greeting him.

How desperate must he be to dare to disregard the male lead? You know, in Mary Sue novels, the male lead stands at the top of the food chain. As long as he wants, there is nothing he cannot achieve!

"Okay."

Seizing that Yan Xihao remained silent, simply watching him, Han Tong started to feel apprehensive. What's going on? It seems like he hasn't offended him recently, right?

"That... Yan Laoda, An Tongxue is downstairs, this is my room." Han Tong thought for a moment and still pointed it out. The male lead guessed that he had remembered it wrong to come to his room, so he reluctantly decided to be a good person for once.

"I know. Why did I look for her?" Yan Xihao interrupted Han Tong and looked slightly displeased. He couldn't believe that he had been woken up early in the morning only to hear the name of that disgusting woman. It really spoiled the mood.

"...Why the hell did you look for me? I'm a grown man, do I need you to tell me 'good morning'?! Just thinking about Yan Xihao blinking and saying 'good morning', Han Tong was furious. It's unimaginable, really."

However, Han Tong never expected that in the days to come, this would just be a daily routine. Of course, that is a story for later.

"What are you two doing? Why isn't anyone cooking?" In this awkward situation, An Muxi complained while rubbing her messy hair. "Are you guys all useless young masters? Can't even cook a meal." An Muxi sneered. Her mother's cooking was so delicious!

Han Tong felt grateful that the female lead broke the awkward situation, but the words that came out of her mouth still made people feel uncomfortable. Why can't she ever learn her lesson?!

"You're so capable, then you do it. If you can't, stop complaining." Jian Yan's words were shocking. Han Tong threw down this sentence and turned to walk downstairs to the kitchen. He tied a scarf around his neck and skillfully opened the gas stove to fry the eggs.

An Muxi choked on her words, her face turning red and her heart filled with embarrassment and indignation. Why does this person speak everything out loud? Yan Xihao is still here. What if he looks down on me?

Yan Xihao looked at Han Tong with great interest. This little guy is quite considerate, and his appearance of cooking in an apron is extremely pleasing to the eye. It seems that I can have him cook regularly in the future. But at the thought of another person being here, Yan Xihao felt inexplicably annoyed. Damn, this woman is so troublesome, I might as well find an opportunity to get rid of her.

Having finished cooking, An Muxi started eating without any hesitation, completely disregarding Han Tong who was still busy on the side. "It's just okay, far inferior to what my mom makes," An Muxi said with a hint of disdain as she took a bite of the egg. She wanted to teach him a lesson for making her lose face earlier. Let's see how she would handle him!

Han Tong raised an eyebrow upon hearing this: "Then don't eat it. Go home and eat whatever your mom cooked for you. If you get poisoned, I can't afford to compensate you. Calling my mom names one after another, are you still an elementary school student or mentally challenged?" Tsk, besides boasting, he couldn't find any good qualities in the female lead. How could her character compare to the supporting female character? People may say that she is a refined lady, with professional manners and speech, unlike this person who speaks just like a commoner from the streets.