Madam, Please Behave-Chapter 200: Face Burning Red

Liu Xiazhi got up from the sofa and walked toward the kitchen. After watching TV for a while, she realized that the good shows hadn't started airing at this time.

Feeling a bit bored, she wanted something to wake her up—a soda.

As she reached the kitchen doorway, she called out, “Dad, is the food ready?”

“Ah… almost!”

Hearing her father’s response, Liu Xiazhi stepped into the kitchen and immediately noticed something unusual.

An Yuanyao and Liu Changqing were standing side by side, both looking a little awkward. An Yuanyao even adjusted her clothes with her hand.

Their strange demeanor made Liu Xiazhi feel a bit suspicious, but she didn’t press for details. Instead, she reached out toward Liu Changqing.

“I want a soda.”

“Coke or Sprite?”

“Hmm… Coke!”

“Got it.”

Liu Changqing took a bottle of Coke from the fridge and handed it to his daughter.

Just as Liu Xiazhi was about to leave the kitchen with her drink, she suddenly stopped, as if something had just crossed her mind. She turned her head and looked at An Yuanyao with a puzzled expression.

Her brows furrowed as her gaze shifted from An Yuanyao to Liu Changqing. Then, with a serious face, she said, “Dad, open the kitchen window. Look at Aunt An—she’s so hot, her face is completely red.”

“…”

The moment she said that, An Yuanyao’s face turned even redder.

Liu Changqing was startled by his daughter’s words but quickly let out a sigh of relief. He had thought she had seen… something else.

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Realizing it wasn’t what he feared, he quickly responded and opened the kitchen window. Seeing this, Liu Xiazhi left, satisfied, hugging her Coke.

Only after watching his daughter leave did Liu Changqing finally exhale deeply, as if he had been holding his breath.

He turned to look at An Yuanyao, who remained silent. After thinking for a moment, he said, “Let’s wait a little longer… until the time is right to tell the kids.”

“Mm.”

An Yuanyao nodded, saying nothing more.

After the evening self-study session, as usual, Liu Zhiyue walked Zhou Shiyan home.

What he didn’t expect was that when Zhou Shiyan opened the door, he saw Lan Yixian in the middle of cooking, enthusiastically flipping a large pancake from the pan.

For a moment, Liu Zhiyue froze, and a voice echoed in his head—Run!

His instincts kicked in, and he subconsciously took a step back. Lowering his voice, he whispered to Zhou Shiyan, “I’ll be leaving now, bye.”

But his plan failed.

The commotion at the door caught Lan Yixian’s attention. After placing the scallion pancake on the cutting board, she turned around and smiled at them.

This area was quite dark at night.

Lan Yixian never felt at ease letting her daughter walk home alone. Fortunately, ever since school started, Liu Zhiyue had been walking her back every day. She really appreciated that.

Seeing the two of them, Lan Yixian quickly approached, wiping her hands on her apron before speaking.

“Auntie improved the recipe for scallion pancakes. I just made some—do you want to try?”

“I-Improved…”

Liu Zhiyue’s voice wavered as he swallowed involuntarily, his eyes landing on the pancake on the cutting board.

He was just about to decline when he felt a poke at his waist.

Lowering his head, he glanced at Zhou Shiyan beside him.

She still had her usual blank expression, but Liu Zhiyue could read something from her eyes.

Silence fell between them.

They stared at each other for a few seconds before Liu Zhiyue finally forced a stiff smile and nodded.

“Then… I’ll try a piece.”

“Great! I’ll cut one for you now.”

Hearing his answer, Lan Yixian beamed and turned back toward the cutting board.

As she started slicing the pancake, Zhou Shiyan took the initiative.

First, she gently closed the door behind her. Then, she raised a hand and gave Liu Zhiyue a small push on the back, urging him forward.

Liu Zhiyue’s face carried a hint of helplessness.

It wasn’t that Lan Yixian’s scallion pancakes tasted bad. In fact, quite the opposite. They weren’t bad at all.

The first time he tried them, the taste was pretty average. But with every tweak and improvement Lan Yixian made, the flavor kept getting better.

The problem wasn’t the taste—it was the quantity.

Eating the same thing over and over again inevitably made it feel a bit repetitive. And Liu Zhiyue had reached that point.

Before long, Lan Yixian handed him a triangular slice of scallion pancake, neatly wrapped in a plastic bag.

As he reached out to take it, he immediately felt the heat from the freshly made pancake.

He remembered Zhou Shiyan mentioning that Lan Yixian had even bought a special machine just for making these.

Though he had no idea why she was so invested in this, Liu Zhiyue still stared at the steaming pancake in his hand. After thinking for a moment, he took a bite.

The moment his teeth sank into it, his eyes widened in surprise.

This… this was…!

As he chewed, he could feel the elasticity of the dough and the crispy texture on the outside.

Compared to the earlier versions, this was a major improvement. It didn’t feel as heavy or greasy anymore. Instead, it had an incredibly rich and fragrant taste.

With each bite, the flavor spread more and more in his mouth.

This… this…

Delicious!

Watching Liu Zhiyue’s shocked expression, Zhou Shiyan hesitantly accepted the pancake her mother handed her and took a bite.

She froze for a second, then looked up at Lan Yixian with surprise.

“This is really good!”

“Really? That’s great! I was worried I had made it worse… I didn’t even get to try it yet.”

Hearing her daughter’s approval, Lan Yixian was overjoyed. She quickly cut a small piece for herself, pinched it between her fingers, and took a bite.

As she chewed, her eyes slowly narrowed in delight.

Just as her daughter had said, the taste was undeniably better than before.