flstandardbreds Chapter 139: He Cooks for Her
Chapter 139: He Cooks for Her
"I live in this room."
The room Jiang Qianhui mentioned was also the one furthest from the master bedroom, truly a room she disliked.
Zhan Yanxun looked at Jiang Qianhui and really couldn't understand what this woman was thinking.
Forget it, I won't argue with her.
"what do you want to eat?"
Zhan Yanxun's question to Jiang Qianhui surprised her somewhat.
"President Zhan, you can cook?"
Zhan Yanxun didn't say anything, but turned and went into the kitchen.
The kitchen was open-plan, and Jiang Qianhui was sitting on the sofa watching TV. From her angle, she could see Zhan Yanxun busy in the kitchen.
I never expected Zhan Yanxun to be able to cook. How come I didn't notice this in my previous life?
Tan Palace was his domain, and he didn't like outsiders coming here. There were no maids here; he probably had to cook for himself when he was hungry, and he learned to do it gradually.
When Qiao Weiwei lived here before, did he cook for her? Did Qiao Weiwei sit here like this, waiting for him to cook for her?
Thinking about this, Jiang Qianhui felt a little breathless, her heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat. Hadn't she already told herself that it didn't matter? Why was she still getting angry over such a trivial matter?
"It's time to eat."
Zhan Yanxun called Jiang Qianhui over; he was cooking raw fish slices.
Each slice was cut perfectly. The knife skills were superb, truly amazing; this was indeed better than what she made.
"President Zhan, this technique is really good. Who was it trained for? I'm really lucky to have it."
Jiang Qianhui's words sounded like being rolled around by a hedgehog.
Zhan Yanxun said in a gloomy tone, "Eat."
Jiang Qianhui was about to pick up her chopsticks when she smelled the fish and suddenly felt a churning sensation in her stomach.
She tried her best to control herself; she didn't want to reveal her pregnancy to Zhan Yanxun.
Jiang Qianhui suppressed her nausea, stood up, and looked at Zhan Yanxun, saying, "I'm sorry, this is too bland. I like spicy food. Mr. Zhan, you can eat it yourself."
Jiang Qianhui was about to leave after she finished speaking, but Zhan Yanxun said angrily, "I worked so hard to make this. It's so impolite of you to just leave without eating it."
Jiang Qianhui turned to Zhan Yanxun and said, "I asked you about the fish fillets you made before, but you didn't eat any, so let's return the favor."
Use the way of the person to treat the person's body.
Upon hearing Jiang Qianhui's words, Zhan Yanxun recalled that she had indeed made raw fish fillets for him once before, but he felt it was too unprofessional, so he left without eating it. Was she feeling the same way then? She had worked so hard to make the meal, but she refused to eat it.
"Jiang Qianhui, how long are you going to keep making a scene?"
She used to always cling to him, her eyes were always on him, why is she like a hedgehog now?
"President Zhan, I like spicy food, I don't want bland food, what's wrong? Maybe I used to think bland food was okay and ate a couple of bites, but I found that forcing myself to eat is really uncomfortable, I don't want to force myself anymore, is that not allowed?"
Jiang Qianhui went back to her room after speaking, leaving Zhan Yanxun furious.
What kind of creatures are women? When you ignore her, you cling to her relentlessly.
Jiang Qianhui returned to her room. The bedroom had a floor-to-ceiling window with a great view, overlooking the entire river.
There are many beautiful cruise ships on the river right now. Their colorful lights make them shine in the darkness, mesmerizing the eye.
The river view was breathtakingly beautiful, but Jiang Qianhui felt heavy-hearted. The place she had longed to enter in her previous life now felt like a cage, and she couldn't escape it.
Just then, she heard a knock on the door.
She opened the door; there was no one outside, but there was a small table with a bowl of spicy and fragrant fish slices on it, along with a small bowl of steaming white rice.
Did Zhan Yanxun make this too? Jiang Qianhui hadn't realized Zhan Yanxun was such a good cook.
She didn't want to eat, but she was too hungry and the food smelled so good. Thinking that a pregnant woman shouldn't go against the food, she brought it in and ate heartily.
She was thinking, since she loves spicy food so much now, the baby in her belly must be a little princess. How wonderful it would be to be a little princess! She wondered what she would look like; hopefully, she'd look like her, and definitely not like Zhan Yanxun.
Zhan Yanxun saw Jiang Qianhui in the corner and brought the food inside. His mood improved a bit, but then he thought about it and wondered what was wrong with him. If she didn't want to eat, she could just go hungry. Why did he have to make her a spicy dish? He didn't know what was wrong with him.
"Thank you."
When Jiang Qianhui finished eating and brought out her bowl and chopsticks, she saw Zhan Yanxun watching TV in the living room. She casually thanked him, and Zhan Yanxun replied that she was welcome and that he just didn't want the house to become a haunted house where people would starve to death.
Jiang Qianhui was utterly speechless. Just a moment ago, she thought Zhan Yanxun still had a shred of humanity, but now he had none left.
When Qiao Weiwei learned that Zhan Yanxun had moved into a large apartment with Jiang Qianhui, she squatted down at the bottom of the building, watching them go in, and she was furious. She should be the president's wife of the Zhan Group, and Zhan Yanxun had clearly fallen for her.
She absolutely cannot lose to Jiang Qianhui. If it weren't for her, Zhan Yanxun would be hers.
That night, Jiang Qianhui was sleeping in her room when suddenly her brows furrowed more and more tightly, and her breathing became more and more rapid.
In her dream, she saw Zhan Yanxun attack her, and the fear of a bullet piercing her chest woke her up.
In the darkness, Zhan Yanxun could be heard saying, "You're such a grown man, why do you still keep having nightmares?"
"It's none of your business."
"Zhan Yanxun, since you like Qiao Weiwei, why don't you divorce me and marry Qiao Weiwei?"
"You've been having too many nightmares."
Zhan Yanxun left after speaking, leaving Jiang Qianhui behind. She found it all ridiculous and wished she had just been having too many nightmares.
But that's not the case.
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Zhan Group
The clothing brand under the Zhan Group is looking to select a spokesperson soon.
"I wonder who will be chosen as the spokesperson for the Zhan Group this time?"
"I heard they're planning to invite Ming Yang, right now, the most popular idol. I'm a huge fan of his."
"I heard that Gu's Group initially contacted Mingyang, and Mingyang was even ready to sign the contract, having clearly rejected our company. Later, Qiao Weiwei went to negotiate, and they finally agreed to take on this endorsement, and at a friendly price. I have to say, Qiao Weiwei is quite capable."
"I didn't expect that Qiao Weiwei actually has some skills."
"That's right, how could we have signed top star Ming Yang without her?"
In the president's office, Qiao Weiwei handed over the selection and information of the spokesperson to Zhan Yanxun.
"President Zhan, the contract for top star Ming Yang has been finalized. Here is the contract."