Quick Wear: The Sickly Boss Is Addicted to Spoiling Me

"Then are the final exam results out?"

Jiang Jiayue said this out of the blue. This sudden remark made Shen Xi stunned for a moment, the cup in his hand was unstable, and the water suddenly poured into his throat, choking him and making him cough repeatedly.

"Cough cough cough..."

Jiang Jiayue hurriedly sat beside him and patted his back gently with a look of heartache on her face.

"Look at you. You can't even drink water properly, and you live out by yourself. Listen to mom and come back next semester."

Shen Xi thought to himself, if he really came back to live here, who knows how many things that jealous little Song Yian would imagine.

But he couldn't reject Jiang Jiayue directly, so he could only laugh and say, "We'll talk about it later."

"Mom doesn't have any other intentions. I just want to see what my precious son has gained after working hard for a year."

Jiang Jiayue's eyes were full of anticipation.

Fortunately, Shen Xi managed to raise his score a little bit this time. Although it is still at the bottom of the grade, it is much better than his previous results.

Jiang Jiayue looked at his report card carefully and nodded slightly. "It's much better than before, no wonder my baby has lost weight. It turns out that you have been studying hard. Mom will give you a good boost today."

As she spoke, she nudged Shen Yangyao, who was sitting next to her, and signaled him to quickly adjust his position.

"Let's go out for dinner today."

Shen Xi had just returned from a train ride, and was exhausted both physically and mentally. He didn't want to move or go out at all.

"Forget it, Mom. I want to eat the food you cook. I don't want to eat the food outside."

Jiang Jiayue smiled immediately after hearing what he said. She was so happy that her baby liked to eat the food she cooked, and there was no way she could refuse.

"Okay, okay, tell me what you want to eat and I'll ask someone to buy some food for you."

Shen Xi thought for a moment and said, "Sweet and sour pork tenderloin, braised spareribs... and the nourishing soup that my mother often makes for me."

Jiang Jiayue looked at Shen Xi tenderly, "Okay, Mom will arrange for someone to buy the food you want. You, take a good rest."

After saying that, she got up and told the servants to go buy food.

Shen Xi leaned on the sofa, slightly closed his eyes, and recalled every detail of this semester. Although his grades were still not ideal, he did make an effort.

Thinking of Song Yian, the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously. I wonder what that little jealous girl is doing now?

But it was a good thing that he didn't go, otherwise he would have run into his husband, who was having dinner in the restaurant they were about to go to.

After a while, the servant came back with the ingredients.

Jiang Jiayue put on an apron and went to the kitchen to prepare meals for Shen Xi. The aroma coming from the kitchen made Shen Xi's stomach growl.

After a busy period, delicious dishes were served on the table.

The sweet and sour pork tenderloin is bright red in color, crispy on the outside and tender on the inside; the braised spare ribs are fragrant and mouth-watering.

Shen Xi couldn't wait to pick up the chopsticks, tasted a bite of the sweet and sour pork tenderloin, and said with satisfaction: "Mom, your cooking is still the best."

Jiang Jiayue felt pleased as she watched her son enjoying his meal.

The family sat around the dining table, enjoying this warm moment. Shen Xi ate delicious food while sharing interesting things in school with his parents. This small family was full of happiness.

Compared with their family, Song Yian’s family atmosphere is not so harmonious.

Song Chengyue looked at Song Yian's report card expressionlessly, as if it was just a routine matter.

"Not bad, but don't forget your goal." Song Chengyue's tone was flat, without any emotion.

"Ah."

Song Yian lowered his head to eat, feeling somewhat helpless. Xi Qianlan watched from the side and could not help but try to smooth things over.

"Okay, let's eat. Why do you always talk to your son as if he were interrogating a criminal?"

Although Xi Qianlan's words were a bit too straightforward, Song Chengyue didn't even dare to say a word.

"Where is it?"

Song Chengyue tried to refute, but seemed a little powerless.

Song Yian tugged at his mother's sleeve.

"Mom, it's okay." Xi Qianlan glanced at Song Chengyue with some resentment. She didn't agree with the idea of ​​raising a child in poverty in the first place, and she couldn't stand the way Song Chengyue always looked at her son in that way.

Every time the two quarreled, Song Yian played the role of a peacemaker, but it couldn't really be considered a quarrel, because most of the time it was Xi Qianlan who unilaterally scolded Song Chengyue.

Xi Qianlan found her son's words quite useful, and the resentment in her heart subsided immediately.

"Forget it, never mind your dad. Let's eat quickly. You too, rented such a remote place just for studying. You must not have gotten enough rest every day, you look thinner."

I have to say that mothers all over the world have the same idea. After not seeing their children for a long time, they all think that their children have become thinner.

But how is that possible? Regardless of whether Song Yian himself can get enough nutrition, Shen Xi must be well taken care of by him.

Even if I couldn't get enough food, I would never let Shen Xi starve.

"Mom, no." Song Yian said softly, "I'm not thin, and I live in a good place there, not too far away. I just want a quiet place to study."

Song Yian tried to reassure his mother, he didn't want her to worry about him.

Xi Qianlan looked at her son, her heart filled with distress.

"You are so sensible. No matter what, you must take good care of yourself."

Xi Qianlan warned. Song Yian nodded and continued to eat. But in his heart he was thinking about Shen Xi, wondering what he was doing now?