Chapter 150 - Doting on the Daughter

Chapter 150: Chapter 161: Doting on the DaughterAbout ten minutes later, the doorbell rang again. Lin Junyang stood at the door, panting heavily. An Ran looked at the food box in his hand, then turned to look at Mu Xingfeng. He really asked him to go to the restaurant to pack food.

Lin Junyang handed the food box to An Ran: "Here you go, little brat. Shengbaiwei’s sweet and sour ribs and braised chicken. I nearly lost half my life for these two dishes."

God knows how he managed to pack these two dishes within fifteen minutes. As soon as he left, he called the manager of Shengbaiwei to have the kitchen prepare them immediately. On the road, he even turned on the car siren. He knew if he didn’t make it back within fifteen minutes, Mu Xingfeng would really starve him.

Once An Ran heard it was food from Shengbaiwei, her eyes immediately smiled, "Thank you."

"Good thing you’re grateful," Lin Junyang instantly warmed to her smile and teased as he sat down at the dining table.

Just as he sat down, he felt a cold aura emanate from beside him. Looking at Boss’s face, my god, who owes him eight million?

"Call her by her name from now on," a low and icy voice spoke flatly, sending shivers down his spine.

Lin Junyang just realized, he had called An Ran a little brat earlier. No way, Boss? Don’t you call her that often too?

Lin Junyang felt wronged but didn’t dare to protest. He chuckled dryly, "Alright," and then introduced himself to An Ran: "My name is Lin Junyang, I’m Boss Mu’s brother. You can call me Brother Lin, Brother Yang, or Junyang."

An Ran nodded obediently: "Okay, Brother Junyang."

Her voice was soft and gentle. This "Brother Junyang" made Lin Junyang feel completely relaxed and comfortable.

The next second, a plate of burnt black sweet and sour ribs appeared in front of Lin Junyang, accompanied by a man’s cold voice: "You eat this today."

Geez, Boss is so petty. Just for letting the little brat call him brother, does he have to do this to him? Lin Junyang was on the verge of tears.

"Haha, An Ran, suddenly I think it’s better not to be that troublesome. Just call me Lin Junyang." He would never admit to giving in to Mu Xingfeng’s tyranny.

An Ran blinked. Is Lin Junyang also in menopause? But she still nodded in agreement. Mu Xingfeng finally reduced his icy aura, waved to An Ran: "Come here, eat."

An Ran ran over and sat beside him. Mu Xingfeng set the dishes properly, first put a piece of sweet and sour ribs into her bowl, then added a piece of chicken, his lips curling slightly as he watched her: "Eat slowly."

Lin Junyang’s jaw nearly hit the table. Was this really his chilly and domineering Boss Mu? It was simply too eye-opening.

Let alone treating the little brat like a daughter, he was outright pampering her.

Filled with tears, Lin Junyang picked up his bowl, swallowing his meal while feeling like a third wheel.

The meal was quite satisfying. Although Lin Junyang was stuffed with jealousy earlier, it didn’t affect his appreciation of An Ran’s cooking. Honestly, he hadn’t expected the little brat to be such a good cook for her age. Thinking of it, Boss Mu was really lucky.

Moreover, this meal showed him a different side of Mu Xingfeng.

Since encountering An Ran, Mu Xingfeng had changed so much. To be honest, Lin Junyang liked this version of Mu Xingfeng more, with a touch of human warmth, no longer like a cold, icy block.

Wondering about his elder sister, who’s also cold as ice, what kind of person could warm her up?