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The young woman ticked the corner of her mouth into an upward arc over that question: âThat is of course. If Iâm not your mother then why would you be here?â
That made the boy sneer inside. Why am I here? Of course thatâs because you people scammed me here!
Naturally the little steambun wouldnât show any of that on his face, only staring cluelessly like he should when heâs supposed to have lost his memories.
âBut according to my memories, my motherâs cooking should be very delicious, far better than the best cooks out there. This pastry thoughâ¦. It doesnât seem to match up to what I recall.â
Sisi just gawked her eyes there, Didnât Brother Yu claim this boy has lost his memories? Why is he still remembering the past? At least he only remembers the demon queenâs cooking skill and not the person herself.
âMaybe Iâm getting rusty for not cooking so long. How about I make another plate of pastry for you, is that fine Xiachen?â she asks with a forced smile this time around.
Her mission was to please this little guy, but that doesnât mean sheâs genuinely happy to be doing so.
âOkay,â grinning wide on his cuddly little face, âI want to eat Dongpu Trotter, Flower Chicken, Mapo Tofu and Stewed Chicken Eggplant.â
Sisiâs fa?ade nearly crumbled in that split second under his barrage of naming. Sheâs the lady of the wolves, a noble and prestigious existence in these parts. Itâs bad enough to ask someone of her standing to work in the kitchen, but couldnât he have at least named some exquisite dish instead of thoseâ¦. those rambunshish stuff?
Flower Chicken? Mapo Tofu? Is that something a person of my capacity should do?
âXiachen, these dishes are too ordinary, can you change it to some more exquisite dishes?â Restraining her urge to smack the boy, Sisi awkwardly asks with a stiff smile.
âUhhhâ¦â Looking reluctant, Bai Xiachen gives a nod in accordance with the demand. âThen I want to eat dragon meat, it must be the kind that has lived for more than a thousand years.
A splurge of essence blood nearly came spewing out of Sisiâs throat just then.
Dragon meat? And the type that has lived for a thousand years at that? Where in the world am I supposed to find that?
âIs that hard?â Making a frown, the little steambun then went ahead to knock on his own head like heâs remembered something, âI just had a dream. In there, Mother would feed me dragon meat and it tasted great. Although I couldnât see Motherâs appearance clearly, but I know it is Motherâs figure when she fed me the dish.â
Of course, his story there was nothing more than a prank. Heâs a demon, and dragons are also demons. Thereâs no way he would eat his own kin. However, that doesnât change the fact that heâs enjoying his own little play on toying with this deceitful witch thatâs trying to impersonate his own mother. Just watching that steaming yet unable to vent face was enough to delight the cunning little troublemaker.
Thatâs what you get for trying to deceive and use me!
âXiachen, thereâs no more dragons in this place.â Growing stern, a strong light beams out of the fox ladyâs eye after she managed to calm her inner anger. âThose dragons, I have already fed you all of them so thereâs none leftâ¦.â
Now it was Bai Xiachenâs turn to choke at the shamelessness of this exchange. He expected all sorts of excuses and lies from this imposter, but to say he himself has ate all the dragons? Woah, that really takes some skill to pull off!
âThatâ¦â Getting sly as well, the kid grows a smirky grin as well, âThen I want chicken soup! And I want you to eat it with me.â
âAlright,â issuing a sigh of relief, âwait just a minute, Iâll get it ready.â After saying this, Sisi made sure to leave quickly so that the boy wouldnât make any more difficult request.
Looking at her panicking and scrambling figure thatâs practically fleeing from view, Bai Xiachen just couldnât help but release a chuckling laugh at his own achievement. Now all he has to do was to await for the chicken soup so he could carry out the second phase of his prank.