Looking at the man who was lowering his head and slicing the grilled steak with rapt attention, she couldn’t help but gulp a mouthful of saliva. I’m so hungry! “Let me help you, Mr. Ren.”
She went over with a smile and saw the steak that he had dished up beautifully with a floret of broccoli on top for garnish. As she was holding the plate containing the steak.. she was greeted with its pleasant aroma. How I wish I could steal a bite of it!
After putting the steak on the table, she saw the man behind her coming over with a bowl of noodles in each hand. It was as though he did everything with such extraordinary grace.
Ruka felt a tremendous sense of pleasure overwhelming her. Could I have saved the world in my previous life to be able to eat the food he cooked? “Wow! It smells so good!” she couldn’t help but praise. “You’re terrific, Mr. Ren.”
Ren fastened his eyes on her while naturally putting his hands on the table for support. As he leaned over slightly, his eyes darkened somewhat. “Ruka, from now on, don’t call me Mr. Ren anymore.”
Ruka’s eyes widened slightly. “What should I call you, then?”
“Call me whatever you like, but don’t call me Mr. Ren. I don’t like it.” Ren pushed a bowl of noodles toward her. “Call me Ren instead.”
Ruka was speechless for a moment. “No, I can’t do that. Aunt Scarlet is from the same generation as my mom. You’re her younger brother, so I should call you Mr. Rén. If you really don’t like that, I can call you Uncle.” She insisted on respecting her elders. In particular, she couldn’t address her elders wrongly since it’d be a rude. thing to do.
Ren knitted his brows. He replied somewhat sulkily in a peremptory tone of voice that brooked no retort, ‘In any case, you can only call me Ren while staying at my place these days.” He insisted that she call him so since there weren’t so many rules and restrictions at his place.
Ruka stopped insisting. Inwardly, she even wanted to smile. Seeing that the man had cooked dinner for her, she curled her lips into a smile, saying, “Okay. I’ll call you Ren then, alright?”
When Ren saw how obedient she looked, his brow finally cleared. As he was in a good mood, he pulled out his chair and sat down next to her.
Ruka hurriedly handed him his fork and. spoon. After eating a few bites of the noodles, she asked him, “You kept sending me presents by post earlier. Why didn’t you tell me about it so that I can thank you for it?”
Ren was startled for a moment. Then, he figured that his assistant must’ve let it slip and told her about it. “Do you like the gifts?” he asked with a squint.
“Yeah, I do,” Ruka said before flashing the necklace she was wearing, “Look, I’m wearing it.”
Ren curled his lips into an attractive smile as a dimple appeared in one of his cheeks.
If he laughs heartily, his dimples will definitely be even more good-looking, thought Ruka as she looked forward to him laughing.
They then ate dinner in silence.
