"Young Master..."
Zhang Qiaoqiao was a little curious. Didn't the young master usually not bother with them? Why was he at the kitchen door today?
Song Qinian didn't want Shen Chiyan to see the messy food in the pot, so she quickly used her body to block Shen Chiyan's line of sight.
Her actions in Shen Chiyan's eyes were like trying to hide something obvious.
Heh...
Didn't she just want to practice her cooking skills to cook for him, and she had to be so secretive?
How could her little thoughts escape his eyes?
"I'm asking what you're doing?"
Seeing that Shen Chiyan didn't seem angry, Zhang Qiaoqiao immediately said, "The young madam wants to learn to cook, and I'm helping her."
"Hmph... She's so clumsy, can you teach her?"
Hearing Shen Chiyan call her clumsy, Song Qinian glared at him angrily, only to see Shen Chiyan turn around.
He walked upstairs, and his voice drifted into the kitchen, "Don't blow up the kitchen at home, or you'll both be kicked out to sleep on the streets."
Zhang Qiaoqiao looked at Song Qinian fearfully, "Madam, maybe you shouldn't learn anymore. I'll cook tomorrow and you can take it to him to eat."
Zhang Qiaoqiao wasn't worried that Shen Chiyan would really kick them out to sleep on the streets, but she was really worried that Song Qinian would blow up the kitchen.
Song Qinian shook her head and gestured to comfort Zhang Qiaoqiao, "Don't be afraid, I feel like I'm about to succeed, I can't give up."
Zhang Qiaoqiao: "..."
The next morning, when Shen Chiyan got up and went downstairs, Song Qinian had already left.
He looked at the breakfast on the table and casually asked Zhang Qiaoqiao, "How is Song Qinian's cooking coming along?"
Zhang Qiaoqiao thought about how she had a stomachache all night after tasting Song Qinian's cooking last night, and her face was a little unpleasant.
She finally understood that if God opens a door for you, he will definitely close a window.
He gave the young madam beauty, kindness, and a clever brain, but he closed the door to her cooking skills.
It was a very simple dish, and she watched the young madam make it step by step, but the taste of the finished product was indescribable.
To prevent the young master from thinking of the young madam as a kitchen killer, Zhang Qiaoqiao praised Song Qinian profusely, "The young madam is so smart, she learns quickly, especially pan-fried steak, braised pork, and lotus root and pork rib soup. Also, her cold mixed walnuts are delicious."
Shen Chiyan's eyebrows slightly raised. She was actually learning all his favorite dishes.
Heh...
Song Qinian's infatuation with him was truly obvious!
When he went to work, Shen Chiyan was in a good mood, which even surprised Li Nanxun.
She had followed Shen Chiyan for over two years, and this was the first time she had seen him so happy.
As for Song Qinian, she was a little depressed. She had originally wanted to cook a meal for Jiashu herself, but since Zhang Qiaoqiao had a stomachache all night, how could she dare to cook for Song Jiashu?
Fortunately, she quickly cheered up. Since cooking didn't work out, she decided to provide psychological guidance to Song Jiashu.
Before getting off work, Song Qinian was called to Shen Chiyan's office.
Seeing that Shen Chiyan was not speaking, Song Qinian became anxious. She had promised to deliver food to Jiashu tonight and couldn't break her promise!
A few minutes later, Song Qinian finally couldn't help but walk over and gently tap on Shen Chiyan's desk.
When Shen Chiyan looked at her, she gestured nervously, "Mr. Shen, do you need me for something? It's already past work hours."
Shen Chiyan looked at Song Qinian's anxious expression, and his sexy thin lips curved slightly, "What? Do you have something important to do?"
Song Qinian nodded.
"How important?"
Song Qinian said very seriously, "Extremely, extremely, extremely important!"
Shen Chiyan hadn't expected that the matter of him eating would be so important to Song Qinian!
Hmph, he wanted to see if Song Qinian's cooking skills were as good as Zhang Qiaoqiao said!
"Alright, then you can go back!"
Song Qinian was stunned for a moment. Did he call her to his office just to let her stand there for a while?
"Still not leaving? Waiting for me to give you a bonus?"
Song Qinian shook her head and immediately ran out of the office.
Leaning against the wall by the door, Song Qinian frowned slightly. Why was Shen Chiyan so strange today?
Thinking that Song Jiashu was still waiting for her, she didn't have time to think and quickly grabbed her bag and went home.
"Madam, the food is ready. There are two insulated boxes, one with food and one with bone broth."
Song Qinian excitedly hugged Zhang Qiaoqiao, "Thank you! After Jiashu finishes his college entrance exam, I'll treat you to a big meal!"
"You're welcome, I hope your brother gets good grades!"
Song Qinian still left the cooking to Zhang Qiaoqiao. Zhang Qiaoqiao's cooking was both delicious and nutritious.
After Song Qinian changed her clothes, she took the food containers to the hotel.
Meanwhile, Gao Kunlun glanced at Shen Chiyan in the rearview mirror. Seeing that he was in a good mood, he asked, "Fifth Master, are we going to the hospital now, or to Jingyuan?"
Jingyuan was another villa of Shen Chiyan. Since marrying Song Qinian, he had basically been living in Jingyuan.
"Return to Xiangshan Yue."
"Yes."
Gao Kunlun was quite happy to see Shen Chiyan returning to the Xiangshan Yue villa more and more often.
Before entering the villa, Shen Chiyan tidied his suit and hair, a gesture he didn't even realize he was making.
Zhang Qiaoqiao was stunned when she saw Shen Chiyan enter, "Young Master, why are you back?"
Shen Chiyan frowned, "This is my home, can't I come here?"
"I... I didn't mean that..."
Shen Chiyan glanced into the kitchen and didn't see Song Qinian. There were no dishes he liked on the dining table.
His expression instantly turned cold.
Zhang Qiaoqiao thought he was hungry and immediately said, "I'll go cook right away!"
"Where is Song Qinian?"
"The young madam... she went to deliver food!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Chiyan's expression became even more grim, "Where did she go to deliver food?"
"L-Lilia Hotel..."
As soon as Zhang Qiaoqiao finished speaking, she saw Shen Chiyan turn and walk out, his posture quite intimidating.
Zhang Qiaoqiao was stunned for a few seconds. Thinking that Shen Chiyan might have misunderstood, she chased after him, "Young Master... Young Master..."
However, by the time she chased out, the car had already left the villa, leaving only a wisp of exhaust.
The more Zhang Qiaoqiao thought about it, the more something felt wrong. She immediately sent a WeChat message to Song Qinian, "Young madam, the young master seems to have misunderstood. He's very angry now and should be looking for you. Be careful."
Song Qinian didn't see Zhang Qiaoqiao's WeChat at all. As soon as she returned to the hotel, she tidied up Song Jiashu's desk and cleaned the room.
Song Jiashu had a lot of documents, and she was afraid that the cleaning staff would accidentally lose them. Song Qinian had told the front desk not to clean their room.
She always came to tidy up herself.
"Sister, don't bother. You've been working all day, you must be exhausted, and you even ran over to bring me food. Come and rest for a while."
After washing her hands, Song Qinian sat opposite Song Jiashu, "Does it taste good?"
"It's delicious. It's the first time I've had such delicious pork rib soup, and this braised pork is simply amazing. Where did you buy it?"
Song Qinian pouted and gestured, "Can't I have made it myself?"
"...The probability of that is smaller than Earth colliding with Mars!"
Being looked down upon by her own brother, Song Qinian gritted her teeth and warned him with a fierce look.
But seeing Song Jiashu eating happily, she instantly became happy again, "Zhang Qiaoqiao made it. She's amazing. No matter what ingredients she gets, she can make something delicious..."
Before Song Qinian could finish speaking, the door was violently kicked open...