She wanted to marry, and he was anxious

Ye Zhihan held his chin with both hands and rested his elbows on the table, staring intently at the busy figure in the kitchen, his eyes moving from time to time as the figure moved.

Who could have expected that Ji Hanzhou, who was usually so powerful and decisive in the business world, was now standing in the kitchen, preparing ingredients with a focused expression.

He was wearing a simple white shirt with his sleeves casually rolled up, revealing his muscular arms. His bony fingers firmly grasped a sharp kitchen knife, and his eyes revealed calmness and confidence. As he moved his hands and knife, he sorted and plated the processed ingredients in an orderly manner.

The oil in the pot rippled slightly. He gently poured the cut ingredients into the pot. With a "sizzle", the oil smoke instantly rose up. Ji Hanzhou held the spatula and stir-fried quickly. His movements were as natural as flowing water. Under his control, everything in the kitchen was in order.

He handled the knives and cooking utensils with ease, and soon the aroma of food wafted through the kitchen.

Ye Zhihan couldn’t help but watch in fascination. She didn’t expect that the way he cooked would be so... pleasing to the eye.

Finally, he plated the cooked dishes one by one and served them on the table.

Ye Zhihan looked at the dishes on the table, and found that none of them was what he ordered. Instead, there were: steamed lion head, steamed spareribs with rice flour, stir-fried seasonal vegetables, and willow leaf bird's nest in clear soup.

Ye Zhihan was a little annoyed and raised her head aggrievedly, "Ji Hanzhou, you are lying. None of the dishes I ordered were mine."

Ji Hanzhou looked a little helpless, "The dishes that Madam ordered are all spicy. Did Madam forget the injury on her arm?"

Ye Zhihan looked at the burn on his arm, then looked at the dishes on the table, "These look pretty good."

"If you like spicy food, I'll make it for you when you're healed."

Ye Zhihan stretched out his hand and made a pinky promise, "It's a deal."

Ji Hanzhou chuckled and hooked Ye Zhihan's fingers together, "It's a deal."

Ye Zhihan picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of ribs and put it in her mouth. The ribs were soft and boneless, and the meat was tender and juicy. As she chewed, the aroma of the ribs mixed with the salty and sweet taste of the spices gradually spread in her mouth. She looked up and glanced at Ji Hanzhou with surprise and approval.

Then, she scooped a piece of lion's head with a spoon, which melted in her mouth. Although it was steamed, it did not feel greasy at all.

Ji Hanzhou filled a small bowl of soup and handed it to Ye Zhihan, "Try this clear soup with willow leaf bird's nest."

Ye Zhihan couldn't wait to take a bite, and it was delicious without a doubt. She nodded, "It tastes good, the bird's nest is delicate and smooth, the light salty fragrance of the ham and the sweetness of the vegetables blend perfectly with the bird's nest. They complement each other, and each bite has a different flavor, which leaves a lingering aftertaste."

Ye Zhihan commented while closing his eyes and enjoying the food, expressing his admiration continuously.

"Ji Hanzhou, you are really amazing. Not only can you cook, but you can also cook so deliciously."

Looking at the woman sitting next to him eating with gusto, Ji Hanzhou raised the corner of his mouth: "If Madam Ji likes it, I will make it often in the future."

"No need. You are so busy at work. You should rest more when you have time."

Ji Hanzhou paused with his chopsticks in his hand and said solemnly: "Family and career are equally important. There is no conflict between them."

Ye Zhihan blinked her big eyes and asked curiously: "Ji Hanzhou, is there anything else you can't do?"

Ji Hanzhou lowered his head and looked at her. After a long while, he said, "It's up to Madam Ji to slowly explore it on her own."

Ye Zhihan lowered her head to eat, trying to hide her slightly blushing cheeks.

Ji Hanzhou, why is he flirting with me when he's just eating?

The afternoon sun shines through the French windows and softly falls on the wooden floor of the study. Ji Hanzhou sits at the large desk to handle work. The sun outlines the hard lines of his face and covers his profile with a warm golden glow.

Ye Zhihan was painting in front of an easel not far away. She held a paintbrush in her hand, sometimes lightly dipping it in paint, and sometimes carefully carving on the canvas.

The two do not interfere with each other. They seem to be in different spaces, but they appear to be extremely harmonious and beautiful. The years are quiet and the world is stable. Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Ye Zhihan straightened up and rubbed his sore neck.

Ji Hanzhou looked over the moment she put down her paintbrush: "Are you tired? Do you want to eat some fruit and take a rest?"

Ye Zhihan turned his head to look at Ji Hanzhou, and asked instead of answering: "Are you done with your work?"

Ji Hanzhou pursed his lips slightly, "Not yet."

Ye Zhihan nodded and said, "Oh," "Will my presence disturb your work?"

"Not really."

Ye Zhihan put his hands behind his back and paced in the study: "Then you are busy, I will take a look."

"Mrs. Ji, please feel free."

Ye Zhihan looked around the study carefully. The overall style was simple, yet exuded an air of luxury. He had not carefully checked it last time, but today he discovered that there were bookshelves of the same size on the other wall. The two rows of bookshelves against the wall were like a Great Wall of Knowledge, filled with all kinds of books.

From economics and finance to science and technology, from philosophy to art appreciation, some valuable small ornaments are occasionally placed on the bookshelf, making the bookshelf look less monotonous.

Suddenly, Ye Zhihan paused, attracted by an art book on the bookshelf. Perhaps Ji Hanzhou had little interest in such books, so he placed it a little high.

She had to stand on tiptoe to reach it. She tried to take it down, but failed. Maybe the book was too heavy, so she reached out again. This time she used more strength, but in her haste, she didn't notice that there was another thick book placed above the book...

"careful!"

Ye Zhihan slowly opened her eyes, and what came into view was Ji Hanzhou's face full of tension and concern. She shook her head gently, "It's okay."

The two were very close to each other, and this unexpected physical contact reminded her of their first date...

As if she had thought of something, she quickly broke free from Ji Hanzhou's arms.

Anxiously looking at his back, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

Ji Hanzhou cooperated and turned over for her to check, and said that he was fine.

"Are you really okay after such a heavy book fell down?"

Her face flushed slightly, and at the moment her face was full of worry. Ji Hanzhou suddenly wanted to tease her, "How about, Mrs. Ji check it out herself?"

"it is good……"

Ye Zhihan was stunned. How to check? Did he have to take off his clothes for inspection?

As he spoke, Ji Hanzhou began to unbutton his shirt, as if he was going to take off his clothes for her inspection.

"Well...I'll go downstairs and ask Aunt Liu what we're going to eat tonight."

Looking at the woman who was fleeing in panic, Ji Hanzhou shook his head helplessly and laughed softly.

Don't worry, we have a long way to go.

After dinner, the two went to the garden together to take a walk and digest their food, spending a simple but warm and fulfilling day.

After taking a shower, Ye Zhihan sat on the bed, listening to the sound of water flowing in the bathroom, and was in a dilemma.

Since getting married, most of the time, Ji Hanzhou would return to his room after he fell asleep. So now... should I sit on the bed and wait for him to come out, or... lie down and pretend to sleep.