A Man in Another World: The Yellow-Haired Warrior Who Infiltrated Pure Love

Driven by curiosity, Lana tiptoed toward the two of them...

"It's so delicious... This dish is a big plus. Can I eat it every day from now on?"

"of course can."

"Wow, we've already reached the point of discussing the future?"

Lana's face lit up with a gossipy expression...

"what is this?"

Stir-fried eggs with chives.

"Vegetables are actually quite good; I like them very much."

"Eat more if you like it, and I'll give you special meals every day from now on."

"Uh-huh!"

"That's so unfair..."

Lana shook her head regretfully...

"This child is not cute at all. He's held me before, for example, and didn't he even think of me when he was giving me special treatment?"

Who's behind us?

Perhaps it was because Lana's breathing was getting heavier, Yuan Hua suddenly turned around and looked at Lana, who was leaning against the door with her neck stretched out!

"Madam? Good evening, Mrs. Lana."

Yuan Hua quickly released Sivir's hand.

"Hmm? Mrs. Lana."

Good evening, children.

Lana realized she had been exposed, so she immediately stopped pretending, and coincidentally, she was also hungry...

"I was a little hungry, so I came to the kitchen to find something to eat. I didn't expect to find you all here..."

Lana looked at Sivir with a teasing expression...

"Mrs. Lana is joking. I just don't know how to use chopsticks..."

Sivir's face flushed red instantly...

Lana is her mother's older sister, or simply, her aunt...

"It's alright, you guys keep eating."

Lana looked at the food on the table, her eyes filled with curiosity...

"Can I try some? It's a dish from Yuan Hua's hometown."

"of course can."

Although Sivir's eyes were filled with reluctance, the woman in front of her was, after all, her aunt who had taken her in, and she couldn't refuse.

The food and lodging belong to others, so what reason do I have not to give them back?

"Ahem, about your matter... I have no objection..."

Lana took the spoon from Yuan Hua's hand.

"After all, we're young people, we can fall in love freely..."

"..."

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Chapter 211 The Strongest Wingman is Online

"Mrs. Lana, we're really not what you think..."

Sivir blushed with anxiety. She blushes when she gets anxious; it's so cute, really.

Although those who have been hit by her wouldn't think that way.

"Mrs. Lana is right, it's about free love."

Yuan Hua gently placed his hand on Sivir's shoulder.

"Eat up! If you're not full, I'll cook two more dishes so you can all have enough to eat."

"what?"

While Sivir was still in a daze, Mrs. Lana had already swept away a third of the dishes on the table...

"Mrs. Lana, I..."

Sivir was so anxious she was almost in tears...

You can't rob someone, and you can't talk to them. Sometimes, eating with someone can feel really helpless, and you really want to call the police.

"Alright, alright, eat slowly. No one's going to take it from you. You sit down first, I'll go to the kitchen again."

Yuan Hua put her apron back on.

"..."

Seeing Yuan Hua busy at the stove, Lana picked up a plate and cutlery and sat down next to Sivir.

How did your date go today?

"what?"

Sivir, who was frantically swirling her food, stopped eating and stared blankly at Lana for a moment...

"We just...went out to get something to eat, and then we came back..."

Sivir hesitated for a moment before swallowing the food in her mouth.

"Oh dear, you're just like your mother, so useless."

Mrs. Lana gave a reproachful reprimand.

"Boys like this are really hard to find outside. Can't you be a little more proactive?"

"Are you going to play the aloof, naive, and innocent type like your mother?"

"Which...which set???"

The Sivir people were completely dumbfounded...

"It's like... it's like that, not taking the initiative, not responding, and when it comes to relationship problems, they immediately pretend to be an innocent naive girl."

Lana rolled her eyes in disdain...

"Save your breath. It's already updated to version 2.0. The Romeo and Chocolate thing is long gone."

"If you keep acting like your mother, you'll only be able to pick up leftovers from other people's food in the future."

"I...don't quite understand..."

When it comes to matters of the heart, others might pretend not to understand, but Sivir is genuinely naive, and Mrs. Lana has seen right through her.

"Sigh, if you don't understand, then so be it..."

Mrs. Lana sighed...

"Come on, let me do the math for you."

Mrs. Lana gently tapped the table.

How old do you think Yuan Hua is?

"Looks like he's only ten or so years old... fifteen?"

Sivir was somewhat unsure...

What grade were you in when you were fifteen?

Lana pressed for more information.

"Level 4."

This Sivir is certain and certain.

"This gap will only widen in the future. Let me tell you, when looking for a partner, you only consider marrying someone of equal social standing if you can't find someone better."

(P.S.: Forget about the concept of equality. Western philosophy has always been about self-preservation, and it's perfectly normal for Westerners to say such things. As for the use of some idioms, although these are not commonly used by Westerners, they can save a lot of words, so don't mind me using idioms to summarize. This is mainly to save you some unnecessary money.)

"When looking for a man, you should find someone better than yourself. Feelings can be cultivated over time..."

Lana nudged Sivir's elbow with her own.

"Think about it, ten years from now, Yuan Hua might be at the seventh or eighth level. By then, will he still be interested in you?"

"This……"

The words may be rough, but the meaning is sound. Sylvia could understand every single letter Lana said, and it was even easier to understand when they were put together.

But she really hadn't planned on starting to snag a handsome husband so early...

"Come with me after you finish eating."

Mrs. Lana raised an eyebrow.

"Um...Okay..."

(P.S.: Your best wingman has arrived.)

……

"Mrs. Lana".

Sivir quietly pushed open the master bedroom door and slipped inside.

"Oh, it's finally here! I was so impatient!"

Lana pulled Sivir into the room.

"Why don't you feel any urgency? Your mother was the same way back then. If I hadn't urged her, you might not have been born yet."

"what?"