64. Of course you’re not nervous because you’re a girl.
“Go out and keep Qian Qian company.”
Su Yan skillfully lifted the spoon; whether it was an illusion or not, he had only taken over for a few seconds and the aroma had already begun to waft out.
He felt somewhat speechless at this moment.
He was already conscious of being a guest, so even without Jiang Zhi’s reminder, he planned to help her in the kitchen.
But unexpectedly, he had become the head chef!
He really didn’t expect Jiang Zhi couldn’t cook. If he had known, he wouldn’t have come to mooch off a meal—after finishing the match, he still had this tiring task waiting for him.
But at that time, he had shamelessly begged Jiang Zhi to let him come.
So now Su Yan’s feelings were particularly complicated.
If he wanted to leave, he definitely couldn’t return to the celebration party, and besides, their daughter was still hungry; with Jiang Zhi’s speed, when would Qian Qian get to eat? Yet if he didn’t leave, he really didn’t want to take action.
Wait, doesn’t the plot seem off?
According to the typical romance novel tropes, Jiang Zhi should be cooking vigorously, showcasing her capabilities as a virtuous wife and mother, while he would be watching with a dazed, blushing face, ready to escape in a fluster, right?
That’s how it was written in the author’s new book.
Of course, Su Yan wasn’t so foolish as to confuse reality with fantasy, nor did he have any intention of playing out a love story with Jiang Zhi.
It’s just that the plot and character setup in that book unexpectedly matched them, hence this thought was born.
By the way, hasn’t that bastard updated today? Damn, he’s probably still addicted to playing tiles and can’t extricate himself. When he gets back to the club, I’m going to log in and catch him, forcing the author who hasn’t updated to play games?
Do you care for the readers or what!?
“Don’t chase me away.” Jiang Zhi was hoping to sneakily learn a few tricks.
“Why do you need to add salt?”
“Why do you need to lower the heat right now?”
“Wow, it actually smells quite good!”
Su Yan got irritated: “Can you please be quiet?”
Jiang Zhi wanted to learn, but he didn’t want to teach; to put it bluntly, what’s so great about cooking fried rice that everyone knows how to do?
“Su Yan, I won’t blame you for looking down on me.”
Jiang Zhi defended herself: “Don’t think that just because I can’t do anything now, that one day my cooking won’t amaze all of you!”
Su Yan twitched his mouth: “So confident?”
“This isn’t confidence, it’s a fact,” Jiang Zhi said, gaining confidence as she spoke: “Qian Qian says that I will cook incredibly delicious meals in the future.”
“Have you ever thought about one question?”
“What?”
Su Yan gently coaxed: “If you cook so well in the future, it must be because you’ve worked hard to learn how to cook, right?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Just like how you’re learning to cook for Qian Qian now.”
“Uh-huh.”
“But in the future, if there’s no Qian Qian, what are you working hard to learn to cook for?”
“……”
Su Yan continued: “Considering that we will be very loving in the future, the truth is only one—you’re doing it for me…”
“Damn it!”
Jiang Zhi angrily kicked Su Yan’s butt.
Until just now, the atmosphere had been quite fine.
But this guy just had to be cheeky!
Can’t he just not be annoying?!
Actually, Su Yan’s comment didn’t take much thought to see the loopholes… but she was still disgusted.
She felt that Su Yan was just like a little kid who loved to deliberately irritate his female desk mate; you never understand why he seeks trouble—it’s just to infuriate you!
What’s this? The dragon-slaying hero eventually becomes a dragon? Or the wicked have their own way of being tormented?
Su Yan innocently said: “What are you talking about? I’m just stating a possibility; you just tell me if there’s such a possibility!”
How could it possibly be because he enjoys being annoying… heh heh😁.
Jiang Zhi didn’t want to create images in her mind anymore and directly ran out of the kitchen.
Before she left, she gave Su Yan another kick.
Su Yan felt no pain and actually hoped Jiang Zhi might kick him again. One, because Jiang Zhi didn’t use much force, and two, because she kicked him with her bare, white thigh—he had a thing for legs.
But no matter what, the kitchen was finally quiet.
Nice.
After the fried rice was done, Su Yan also quickly cooked up two more dishes.
A plate of tomato and scrambled eggs, a plate of spicy stir-fried meat, and feeling it was too dry, he also made three bowls of sesame paste.
He was really hungry.
While Jiang Zhi wanted to make do with the fried rice for the night, he wasn’t keen on that; besides, it was a perfect opportunity to show off his culinary skills to Qian Qian.
Translation: Saving Qian Qian’s taste buds.
Speaking of which, he didn’t expect Jiang Zhi’s fridge to be so stocked; all the ingredients were complete, everything one could ask for.
This was probably what they called an external setup.
Once everything was ready, he brought the dishes to the dining table and called the mother and daughter duo, who were sitting on the sofa watching TV: “Dinner time.”
“Wow! So lavish!” Jiang Zhi was dumbfounded.
To be honest, if we’re going to be strict about it, this table of home-cooked meals definitely wasn’t lavish.
But it was indeed the most homely dinner they had had in the past half month; unexpectedly, this guy had some skills.
Qian Qian leaned on the table, scooped a spoonful of tomato and scrambled eggs into her mouth, her eyes instantly lighting up: “Yummy!”
She didn’t even glance at the bowl of fried rice on the table.
Dad’s cooking is still so delicious!
The little girl was even getting teary-eyed; finally, it wasn’t fried rice anymore—how long had it been since she had eaten such tasty food!
“Qian Qian loves Daddy’s spicy food the most!”
Jiang Zhi pouted inwardly, thinking, the little girl is just like her mother—clearly, she had previously said her favorite was Mommy!
She begrudgingly picked up a pair of chopsticks full of spicy stir-fried meat.
Damn, how can it be so delicious…
But she had to save face: “It’s just okay.”
Su Yan ignored her bravado, pointed at the fried rice in front of Qian Qian, and said: “Your mom also helped out with this fried rice.”
Although it was only a little bit.
Qian Qian took a bite of the fried rice; the texture of the rice was very distinct, and she smiled contentedly: “Qian Qian loves Mommy the most too!”
Silly girl! Your love is so cheap!
I don’t want it!
Jiang Zhi secretly glanced at Qian Qian, who was crazily shoveling food into her mouth, took a small sip of the sesame paste, pursed her lips, and lowered her head.
Well… I guess it’s worth it…
The little girl’s appetite wasn’t big to begin with; soon, after finishing one bowl of fried rice, she patted her belly and said she was full.
But the two adults were still continuing to show off their meals.
“……Are you a girl?”
Witnessing Jiang Zhi eating just as well as he was, Su Yan bluntly remarked without knowing the truth.
Jiang Zhi looked at him meaningfully: “What’s it to you?”
She was also very hungry, okay?
She had intended to pay attention to her image, just like when she had dinner with Xu You yesterday, but once she started eating, she couldn’t stop.
It was really delicious.
And thinking about it carefully, she didn’t see the need to pay attention to her image in front of Su Yan; she couldn’t articulate why.
If there was a reason…
Isn’t eating too elegantly going to make Su Yan like her?
Upon hearing this, Su Yan wanted to retort back, but suddenly felt his legs sink and looked down to meet Qian Qian’s bright eyes.
“!”
Su Yan instinctively straightened his back: “W-what?”
“Nothing much.”
The little girl replied sweetly: “Qian Qian and Daddy are warm… eh? Daddy, you’re sweating a lot!”
Unlike last time, this time she was purely being cute.
It wasn’t because she wanted to eat shoe leather.
“Pfft!”
Jiang Zhi covered her mouth and laughed: “Not you too, buddy; can’t you just hold it together when being hugged?”
Finally!
She had finally seen Su Yan flustered!
Su Yan wrapped his arms around Qian Qian to prevent her from falling: “When you say things like this… weren’t you nervous when you first met Qian Qian?”
Jiang Zhi decisively shook her head: “Not nervous at all!”
Completely forgetting the awkwardness she had when getting to know Qian Qian; back then, she was as shy as a robot.
Su Yan expressed his disagreement: “You’re a girl, of course, you’re not nervous.”
