At the dining table.

Contrary to Xing Lixuan's expectations, the old lady didn't show any displeasure towards Yu Antong. In fact, she was quite kind.

"Do you like chicken wings, Xiao Yu? I'll ask the kitchen to prepare more for you next time," Grandmother Xing offered, "The pearl crispy chicken today tastes wonderful. Give it a try."

With the elderly lady showing him kindness, Yu Antong reciprocated the gesture warmly, "Thank you, Grandma."

Mrs. Xing chuckled, "Mom, the dish you mentioned was prepared by Tongtong himself. Have another taste and see if any other dishes taste different from before."

On a whim, Yu Antong had prepared several dishes, making the household's cook nervous. How could they let the young master cook? Yet, astonishingly, Yu even had Young Master Xing assisting him.

Grandmother Xing exclaimed in surprise, "Really? Then I must savor every bite."

In her younger days, Mrs. Xing, along with the patriarch of the Xing family, shouldered the responsibility of the Xing family business. Those who have held power often have a strong desire for control, and Mrs. Xing was no exception.

After Yu Antong married Xing Lixuan, she constantly had eyes on him, and thus came to know about Yu Antong's endeavor to reclaim his inheritance from his elder uncle.

She has always favored competent individuals. Her initial disdain for Yu Antong was due to her perception of him as weak and vulnerable, unqualified to stand beside her grandson and support the vast Xing empire.

Had it not been for Yu Qingnian informing her of Yu Antong's unique physical condition, allowing him to bear children as a male, she would never have approved of such a grandson-in-law.

However, Yu Antong's recent actions have reshaped her impression of him, leading her to regard him more warmly.

Of course, she was aware of Yu Antong's plans to open a restaurant. She presumed he was influenced by his own family and wanted to venture into the catering business. But only today did she discover his exceptional culinary skills.

Mrs. Xing has a discerning palate. She could immediately identify which dishes weren't prepared by the household cook. She pointed out a few and said, "These dishes must be the handiwork of young Yu. They're all to my liking, especially this Clear River Fish with Tofu stew—it reminds me of flavors from my childhood. I haven't tasted this in years."

In the old days when resources were scarce, ingredients were used sparingly, even salt was used conservatively. Yu Antong prepared the Clear River Fish with Tofu stew with minimal seasonings to retain the original flavors of the fish and tofu. This unexpectedly met Mrs. Xing's tastes.

Age often softens one's heart. A simple dish evoked a flood of memories and sentimentality in Mrs. Xing.

This increased her fondness for Yu Antong, making her even more pleased with the young man.

Catching the approving glance from Mrs. Xing, Yu Antong felt elated, thinking that the old lady wasn't too bad after all.

Yu Antong teased her, saying, "This is nothing compared to your vast experiences, madam. You've tasted every delicacy, and so you easily recognized my modest skills."

"Ha ha ha," Mrs. Xing chuckled, then added, "I heard you're opening a restaurant. Do you have enough funds? If not, I can help."

Yu Antong quickly replied, "It's sufficient, thank you."

Mrs. Xing advised, "Starting a business is always challenging. If there's anything you're unsure about, consult Lixuan."

Turning to her grandson, she added, "Did you hear that? As a married man, you must learn to be compassionate. Ensure Yu doesn't face any injustices by your side."

Armed with Mrs. Xing's words, Yu Antong teasingly said to Xing Lixuan, "Did you hear? Grandma has spoken!"

What could Xing Lixuan say? He simply nodded in agreement.

Before coming, he worried that Yu Antong might clash with Mrs. Xing, causing upheaval at home. But to his surprise, both the elderly and young were joyfully in sync, creating a harmonious scene.

In the evening, Yu Antong followed Xing Lixuan to his room.

After a bath, Yu Antong lay on the bed, legs propped up, examining the restaurant design drafts sent by his designer.

The designer inquired about the name of the restaurant so they could proceed with the design.

Yu Antong swayed his legs thoughtfully, slowly typing out a response.

【Let me think a bit more.】

The sound of the bathroom door opening was heard. Yu Antong glanced over, and his eyes immediately lit up, entranced.

Xing Lixuan didn’t take his pajamas into the bathroom, so after showering, he stepped out with only a towel wrapped around his waist.

Droplets of water trickled down from his damp hair, landing on his taut muscles.

Yu Antong smacked his lips, utterly defenseless no matter how many times he’d seen this man's physique.

Yu playfully inquired, "Is the soundproofing good in this house?"

Still harboring some frustration from the previous night’s unfinished business, Xing Lixuan responded while dressing from the closet, “Good or not, it doesn’t matter."

Impatient and curious, Yu pressed on, "Why?"

Xing Lixuan walked over and teasingly pinched Yu's belly, murmuring, "I don’t want you to get pregnant."

Realization dawned on Yu that Xing Lixuan was taking revenge, purposely emerging post-shower in such a tantalizing state, only to deny him.

But was Yu really that easy to tease?

Seizing the moment, Yu pulled Xing Lixuan down onto the bed. With just a slight dip of the head, their lips could meet.

Knowing there was no logical explanation for the pregnancy misunderstanding, Yu leaned into the joke, cooing seductively into Xing's ear, "Why don't you make me pregnant, big brother? I’ll bear your child.”

"Damn!" Provoked by Yu's teasing, Xing couldn’t resist any longer.

Xing’s breathing grew heavier, "Stop calling me that way.”

Assured that he couldn't possibly get pregnant, Yu embraced the whole concept playfully.

The more Xing resisted his provocations, the more Yu felt confident in the power of his words. He continued, "Kiss me, hubby~ Baby wants to bear your... Mmm!”

Unable to resist any longer, Xing silenced Yu, taking matters into his own hands.

——

"Did you strain your muscles again, Antong?" roommate Zhao Peng noticed Yu's peculiar gait and asked with concern.

Sun Ming added, "This is like the third time this month. We told you to exercise in moderation!"

After that first time with Xing Lixuan, Yu, embarrassed to share the real reason for his discomfort, had lied to his single, unsuspecting roommates, saying he overexerted himself while working out. They believed him even now.

Yu could only respond with an awkward laugh.

This class was taught by a professor that none of the roommates liked. [Note: The original text here seems to have random characters which do not make a coherent sentence.]

Yet again, the designer was pressing Yu for the name of the restaurant. He quietly asked his roommates, engrossed in their phones, for suggestions.

"How about this? Write down your ideas, and we'll draw lots," Yu suggested, "Whichever gets picked, we'll use.”

Han Lele remarked, "Are we being too casual about this?"

Yu replied, "It's the dishes that matter. The name is just icing on the cake."

Closing his eyes, Yu randomly picked a folded piece of paper and unfolded it.

Immortal's Banquet.

"Surprisingly, it's the one I penned myself," Yu An Tong read aloud once more. "Immortal's Banquet. The name alone sounds intriguing. This is it."

Who would have thought that a future nationwide and universally recognized Chinese restaurant brand would have been named through the founder's chance drawing?

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Though the establishment is still undergoing decoration, Yu An Tong has been immensely preoccupied of late, both crafting new dishes and seeking the right managerial staff.

He's still attending school, so it's impractical for him to spend much energy on the restaurant. Finding a trustworthy professional manager is indispensable.

Thankfully, with Xing Li Xuan around, many of Yu An Tong's issues have been resolved.

——

Inside the Shen Family's Ju Ying Tower Restaurant, Shen Yun Qing was tirelessly perfecting a new dish. Despite several attempts, it remained unsatisfactory. It was during this moment of vexation that Bai Ying approached.

"Yun Qing, have you heard?"

With a detached demeanor, Shen Yun Qing replied, "Heard what?"

That day at the bar, he had sought out Xing Li Xuan, prompted by Bai Ying, and consequently faced considerable embarrassment. Naturally, his ire was redirected at Bai Ying, displaying no warmth towards him.

Bai Ying was no fool; he was well aware of Shen Yun Qing's coldness.

"If it weren't for my father's interest in being your ongoing vegetable supplier at Ju Ying Tower Restaurant, would you think I'd be this eager to ingratiate myself with you?"

Internally cursing, Bai Ying's exterior remained cheerful, "About Yu An Tong..."

At the mention of Yu An Tong's name, Shen Yun Qing was instantly reminded of his humiliation at the bar, responding bitterly, "What about him?"

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