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Chapter 31 - Alarm

Before Xia Ying and Liang Yi Ting could sit down on the sofa, a middle-aged man wearing an apron walked out from the kitchen.

”Look, this is a gift from Xiao Ye.” Ying Xue Mei was the first to go forward.

Receiving the watch, Xia Ke Ze sincerely said benevolently, ”Look at you, what gift are you bringing, as long as you are willing, we will be happy.”

But just as Xia Ke Ze was about to return the watch to Liang Yi Ting, his eyes suddenly froze on Liang Yi Ting's face, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

It couldn't be that she saw through it, right? For a moment, Xia Ying's heart was in her throat, she was so nervous that both her hands were drenched in sweat.

But Liang Yi Ting, with a face full of kindness, said: ”These are the feelings of the two of us, take it, if you do not accept me, then just take it as your disdain.”

”No, no. How could I dislike such a precious gift?” Xia Ke Ze explained in a hurry.

”Hur hur, it's good that you like it.” Liang Yi Ting said humbly.

”Xiao Ye, why do I feel like you …”

”Aiya, don't just stand there and talk. It's already noon, I don't know what you guys like to eat. Your dad and I have prepared some usual dishes, let's go to the dining hall and eat while chatting.”

Hearing his mother say that passionately, Xia Ying immediately walked forward and grabbed onto Xia Ke Ze's arm, ”Dad, I really want to die from the Red Braised Meat you cooked.”

”I only know how to eat.” Xia Ke Ze lovingly scratched Xia Ying's nose, then walked towards the dining hall with a blissful expression, as if he had completely forgotten the doubts he had just made.

Everyone had a good meal, especially Xia Ying. Recently, she had been tormented by Liang Ye to the point that she had no appetite anymore. Now that she had eaten her father's dishes, she actually ate two big bowls of rice in one go.

Seeing Xia Ying's greedy look, Liang Yi Ting's eyes flashed with a strange light.

It was this beam of light that made Xia Ke Ze recall his initial doubts, ”Oh Xiao Ye, Uncle wants to ask you something?”

”What is it? Tell me.” Liang Yi Ting withdrew his gaze from and respectfully asked.

Putting down the chopsticks in his hand, Xia Ke Ze asked seriously: ”Xiao Ye, why is your voice different from the one on the wedding day?”

”Puchi.” A mouthful of rice sprayed out from Xia Ying's mouth.

”What are you doing?” Seeing that she did not seem to have any image at all, Ying Xue Mei grumbled as he gave her a napkin.

Xia Ying who was choking on something, wiped her mouth with the napkin that her mother had given him, coughed hard a few times, and said with a flushed face, ”Dad, what are you talking about?”

The simple Xia Ke Ze had an appearance of not knowing what happened, ”I just feel that Xiao Ye's voice is a little different from the wedding.”

Xia Ying was already extremely nervous, her mind was a complete blank. She didn't want her parents to see through her and drag a fake husband back to the door.

And at this time, a warm big hand held onto her from below the table, she only saw Liang Yi Ting unflustered and said, ”Mn, it's indeed different.”

Just this simple sentence had attracted everyone's attention.

”Then you …” Xia Ke Ze hurriedly asked.

Liang Yi Ting laughed lightly, ”On the day of the wedding, I wore a mask made of special materials, and the voice coming out from the mask is different from the normal voice.”

”Oh, yes.” Xia Ke Ze looked relieved at this moment.