My CEO Husband Has Some Issues - Chapter 440: 440: Start Eating Directly With a Spoon

Chapter 440: Chapter 440: Start Eating Directly With a Spoon
At that time, we were poor. She had to work several jobs a day just to barely afford milk powder for Little Baby, diapers, and various other baby essentials.

Overseas, these things are exorbitantly expensive. She was reluctant to use cheap products for Little Baby, who she had put so much effort into giving birth to, so she could only cut back on her own living expenses.

Over time, she grew accustomed to it.

Rong Yan didn’t think it was embarrassing to expose her frugal habits in front of him. After all, she and Li Shengxiao had grown up in two completely different environments. No matter how perfectly she packaged herself, she could never compare herself to him. Rather than pretend, it was better to be herself; each person has their own way of life. She didn’t steal or rob; she earned her money through hard work, so it was perfectly normal for her not to want to waste it.

“I’ll just eat this tonight, um, what would you like to eat? When we pass by the market later, just let me know, and I’ll get off the car to buy it,” she said.

She could afford to be a little frugal with herself, but he was a patient, after all. Rong Yan did not want Li Shengxiao to have to eat reheated meals like she did.

Besides, everyone’s living environment is different, and she had no intention of forcing anyone to adapt to her way of life!

She spoke frankly and openly, her fair, oval face serene and composed. Viewed from the side, it seemed to glow, captivating those who looked upon it.

The man sitting beside her suddenly reached out, snatched the thermal jar from her hands, and unscrewed it.

Rong Yan had just finished cooking the porridge and put it into the thermal jar. Worried that the porridge might lose its texture if it cooled, she hurriedly took a taxi to the hospital. So when he unscrewed the lid, the porridge inside was still steaming.

The light aroma instantly filled the car.

“You didn’t bring a spoon?”

“…I did.”

Rong Yan took out the spoon she had prepared earlier, which was tucked inside a wooden lunchbox, from her bag.

Li Shengxiao took the spoon from her hand and very calmly, before her eyes, scooped up a mouthful of hot porridge from the thermal jar and fed it to himself.

Rong Yan was dumbfounded. She had never considered that Li Shengxiao would eat directly from the thermal jar; she suddenly didn’t know where to put her hands.

“Li Shengxiao, you…”

The man, who dined with elegance, managed to make her homemade porridge seem like it came from a Michelin-starred kitchen. His posture was tall and straight; his manners impeccable. Though he wasn’t eating slowly, his movements gave the impression he was leisurely savoring some delicacy.

Rong Yan watched the proud man eat her painstakingly prepared plain porridge with great care, and for some reason, her heart softened.

Seeing that he had eaten quite a lot, she couldn’t help but caution him, “You’ve just had an IV drip. Don’t eat too much, or else you might feel uncomfortable later.”

“Mmm.” The man continued eating gracefully, and soon, he had finished all the porridge she had packed.

Only when the bowl was empty did he put down the spoon, wiped the corner of his mouth, and with a deep and penetrating gaze, said, “It tastes good!”

As Rong Yan watched him devour all the plain porridge she had cooked, she silently took back the empty thermal jar and gave the man, who had just boldly lied, an indescribable look. “Li Shengxiao, do you really think it’s good?”

It was plain porridge that she had made!

Completely plain!

There was nothing added!

Not even vegetables!

Having tasted all sorts of delicious foods, he somehow managed to finish a bowl of plain porridge and still had the gall to tell her it tasted good without so much as a change in his expression…