The world's most sassy sweet wife

It's not difficult for her to cook.

As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw the butler standing on the stairs.

The housekeeper's eyes were evasive, a little flustered, as if he didn't dare to look at her.

Yu Ziqing didn't know what tricks the master and servant were playing, but she wasn't afraid of them at the moment.

Yu Ziqing's scrutiny gave the butler chills down his spine, he managed to pull himself together and walked in front of her.

"You, you are?" The housekeeper himself didn't believe that he would get that answer, after all, he was the one who threw the young mistress down with his own hands.

Yu Ziqing smiled faintly, "Old man, why do you look so nervous?"

The housekeeper was very confused. Compared with the young lady five years ago, the woman in front of her was very similar, but slightly different.

When the young mistress first came to He's house, she was still a young and ignorant girl who had just reached her full age, and her appearance had not yet grown up.

The woman in front of her was much prettier than the young mistress at that time.

Will they be alone?
"Where is the kitchen?" Yu Ziqing smiled at him.

The butler nervously led her to the kitchen.

"Miss, do you need me to find someone to help?"

If the woman in front of her was the young mistress, did she tell the young master what happened back then?

"No, go get busy." Yu Ziqing smiled again.

Since they don't make it clear, she has to be more dedicated and cooperate with them in acting well.

She stood at the kitchen window, watching the afterglow of the setting sun disappear little by little.

By the time the four dishes and one soup were on the table, it was getting dark.

Yu Ziqing walked from the kitchen to the study, and every step she took was overlapping with the memories of the past.

knock!knock!knock!
"Xuanchen, the meal is ready, why don't you come out and eat a few bites before you go to work!"

"Xuan Chen, I learned a new dish today, please do me a favor!"

"Xuanchen, come out and call me when you're hungry, I can make it soon."

Yu Ziqing smiled wryly, she really wanted to give her past self a compliment, not to mention whether she was stupid or not, she was really thick-skinned and so persevering.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
She slammed on the study door three times, and shouted angrily, "Dinner is ready!"

He Xuanchen's hand holding the mouse shook, feeling furious, he gritted his teeth: "This woman..."

This woman is getting more and more presumptuous!Where is the shadow of the past?

Seeing He Xuanchen open the door from the inside, Yu Ziqing glared at her with a livid face.

Well, it's still that stinky face.

She took off her apron and pointed to the dining table, "You take it easy, then I'll go first."

He Xuanchen's face turned from blue to black, "Eat with me."

Yu Ziqing sneered, "What? Are you afraid that I will be poisoned?"

She walked to the dining table, sat down gracefully, picked up a piece of shiitake mushroom with her chopsticks and put it in her mouth.

Chewed a few times intoxicatedly, swallowed it, and gave myself a thumbs up, "It's super delicious!"

She stood up, "Can I go this time? If I want to poison, I have to prepare something."

She was brought here suddenly, so there was no time to prepare.

Looking at the sky, it was already pitch black outside.

He Xuanchen said coldly, "How do I know if the food suits my taste? After eating with me, I still have to give my opinion."

"..." She took a deep breath and sat back down again, "Okay. I'm hungry anyway."

When He Xuanchen came back after washing his hands, he saw that Yu Ziqing had eaten without any scruples.

He wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it, arguing while eating was bad for his health.

He first took a bite of the fish and put it in his mouth. The fresh and tender fish with the soup instantly touched his taste buds.

Yes, that's the taste.

Seeing Yu Ziqing immersed in eating, he asked suspiciously, "Who did you learn this braised fish from?"

Yu Ziqing glanced at him in surprise, he actually ate it.

She answered irrelevantly, "Don't force it if you don't think it tastes good. The person who invented the recipe didn't offend you. Do you still want to kill the whole family?"

He Xuanchen: "..."

The taste was exactly the same as that of his mother's braised fish.

His mother had been dead for many years, so it was obviously impossible to teach Yu Ziqing.

So he was curious, where did she learn it.

He thought it was just a coincidence last time, so he asked her to cook it again this time, but he didn't expect the taste to be exactly the same.

Just as Yu Ziqing put down the bowl and chopsticks and started to leave, she was interrupted by He Xuanchen.

"You can't leave the table until I finish eating." He Xuanchen said coldly.

Half an hour later, Yu Ziqing's beautiful eyes widened.

He Xuanchen actually ate up a bowl of white rice and all the vegetables!
Including that bowl of soup!
"You..." Yu Ziqing was stunned, why is this guy so abnormal?

He Xuanchen was very satisfied with her reaction. He found that he liked to observe the subtle expressions on her face. No matter what the emotion was, the transition was wonderful and interesting.

He Xuanchen stood up, feeling overwhelmed.

"Can I go now?" Yu Ziqing asked coldly.

He rubbed his stuffed stomach imperceptibly, "No, make me supper tonight."

"Supper? When did you start having the habit of eating supper?" Yu Ziqing stared at him suspiciously.

In his memory, he didn't even eat much for dinner.

He Xuanchen curled his lips, "Start today, can't you?"

Yu Ziqing sneered, and said viciously: "...Okay, of course, I wish you a big fat man of [-] catties, so that you can show your unrestrained temperament!"

He Xuanchen chuckled, and got used to the woman's sarcastic words, and found it more and more interesting.

Yu Ziqing was stunned suddenly.

The dim and soft light hit He Xuanchen's perfect profile, and the broken hair on his forehead disrupted his neat and serious image, adding a bit of casual laziness, and dissipating a bit of his usual hostility.

He tilted his head slightly, his eyebrows and eyes were soft, and he smiled lightly, full of youthful feeling.

She had never seen He Xuanchen like this before, and this was the first time she saw his real smile in her memory.

She cursed inwardly, why does such a prosperous beauty grow on this damned man's face?

The butler came over, "Master, miss, I'll call the servants to clean up the dishes."

He Xuanchen returned to his usual stinky face, "Young Mistress."

The housekeeper was apprehensive and looked at Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing smiled, "Your young master is mentally ill, and his eyesight is not good. I am not your young mistress. If you don't believe me, I can show you my passport another day."

The butler was right after thinking about it, the young mistress would never talk to the young master like this.

Probably the young master found a substitute.

He retreated and found someone to clean up.

He Xuanchen stared at Yu Ziqing sullenly, and said in a deep voice, "I want to drink grape juice."

Yu Ziqing rolled her eyes and walked towards the kitchen.

Although she didn't want to stay here, but considering Jiang's mother, she could only stay here.

After finally bringing the grape juice to He Xuanchen, her cell phone vibrated suddenly.

He Xuanchen looked inquiringly, which man would contact her?
Yu Ziqing immediately walked out to the balcony, looked around cautiously, and then pressed the answer button.

"Xiao Chang, what's the matter?"

There was a man's voice on the other end of the phone, with a slightly anxious tone.

"Sister! Dear sister! You haven't read your email these days?"

Yu Ziqing frowned, "I didn't read it, just tell me."

"The other company insisted on drawing the manuscript I told you about!"

"Sister, why don't you take the time to draw a picture. If you can't do it, just scribble a picture, and I can explain it. Their game company and our studio are old friends, and they have been cooperating very well."