Rebirth, the domineering president's unbridled love

Qiao Jingyu smiled a little guilty and said, "Well... yes, I might just be a little irritated recently, it's nothing serious. Well... let's go downstairs for breakfast!" As she said that, she quickly wiped her nose with a tissue, and then tried to force out a sweet smile. She believed that Duan Yuchen would definitely be able to feel her sincerity and kindness.

Qiao Jingyu watched Duan Yuchen slowly walk towards her, and then took the initiative to stretch out her arm. In fact, she knew in her heart that Duan Yuchen didn't need anyone's support at home. But in order to please him, she decided to do it. Unexpectedly, this time Duan Yuchen just put his hand on her arm.

Qiao Jingyu felt uncomfortable, and had an indescribable sense of loss in her heart. She didn't know whether this loss was because Duan Yuchen was angry, or because he didn't take the initiative to hold her hand like before.

Duan Yuchen sat silently at the dining table, his face calm and silent. Qiao Jingyu walked to him carefully and spoke softly, "Mr. Duan, I don't know what you like to eat, so I prepared some different breakfast options. There are vegetable porridge, beef noodles, fried dumplings, wontons, sandwiches and milk. See if there is anything you want to eat?"

Duan Yuchen was silent for a few seconds, as if he was thinking about something. Finally, he slowly said, "Fried dumplings, porridge, and milk."

"Okay." Qiao Jingyu quickly placed the three dishes in front of Duan Yuchen, picked up a spoon and scooped a spoonful of porridge, carefully handed it to Duan Yuchen's mouth, and said gently: "Mr. Duan, please try it and see if it suits your taste."

Duan Yuchen didn't open his mouth, but frowned slightly.

Seeing this, Qiao Jingyu smiled and said, "Because I don't know your usual dining habits, I thought of serving you like this, and I hope you don't mind."

As the saying goes, if you take something from someone else, you will be grateful. Although the ingredients are not yours, I made them by myself and fed them by myself. How can it not be considered "giving food to someone else"? Will he show mercy to me later? Thinking of this, Qiao Jingyu couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation.

Qiao Jingyu held the spoon and looked at Duan Yuchen pitifully, with a pleading light in her eyes. She hoped that Duan Yuchen could understand her "good intentions" and accept her feeding. However, Duan Yuchen remained silent and did not say anything.

Just when Qiao Jingyu felt a little desperate, a miracle happened. As if sensing her deep desire, Duan Yuchen finally opened his mouth and ate the porridge she fed him. At that moment, Qiao Jingyu was so excited that she almost jumped up, with a bright smile on her face.

Seeing Duan Yuchen eating, Qiao Jingyu was very happy, and her mood was as bright as the sunny sky. She quickly picked up the chopsticks, picked up a fried dumpling, handed it to Duan Yuchen, and said gently: "Mr. Duan, the fried dumpling is stuffed with beef, and it goes well with the vegetable porridge. Please try it." Her voice was full of expectation and enthusiasm, showing her heart to Duan Yuchen.

Duan Yuchen opened his mouth slightly, and Qiao Jingyu fed the fried dumplings to him. He chewed gracefully, and his posture was like a beautiful painting, which attracted people's attention involuntarily.

Qiao Jingyu's eyes were like being attracted by a magnet, staring at Duan Yuchen intently, and then asked expectantly: "Mr. Duan, how do you think it tastes?"

"Did you do this?" Duan Yuchen asked doubtfully.

"Yes, yes!" Qiao Jingyu nodded hurriedly and asked impatiently, "Is it delicious?"

In his previous life, Song Chengze once praised the fried dumplings he made as being more delicious than those made by the restaurant chef. Although this might be a bit exaggerated, it can be considered one of his "specialties".

Duan Yuchen was silent for a moment and did not answer. Instead, he asked again: "No matter what, you are the eldest daughter of the Qiao family. You shouldn't have to cook for yourself, right? How do you know how to make this? And these fried dumplings don't taste like they were made in just one or two days."

"Uh……"

Qiao Jingyu never expected that Duan Yuchen's focus would be on this place. Qiao Jingyu was only thinking about how to make Duan Yuchen happy, but she completely forgot that she was a spoiled young lady who had never had to do housework, so how could she possibly cook by herself!

For a moment, Qiao Jingyu was like an ant on a hot pan, totally not knowing how to explain.

"It's okay, I'm just asking out of curiosity. If it weren't for the fact that most takeouts here don't deliver, I would even suspect that you ordered takeout. It's hard for you to prepare such a rich and varied breakfast. Pass the porridge to me, and you should eat it quickly!" Duan Yuchen's tone was as gentle as the spring breeze.

Watching Duan Yuchen finish his porridge, Qiao Jingyu hurriedly took the bowl and said, "Mr. Duan, do you need anything else?"

"milk."

Qiao Jingyu hurriedly handed the warm milk to Duan Yuchen.

After drinking the milk, Duan Yuchen skillfully took two pieces of paper from the dining table and wiped his mouth gracefully.

"Eat quickly. After you finish, I'll take you back to school. You guys are going to have your holiday soon, right?"

"Mr. Duan, don't bother you. I'll clean up here in a while and take a taxi back to school. We should have a holiday after the registration for the architectural design competition ends." The controversy over the sponsorship on the school forum had finally died down. She really didn't dare to ride in Duan Yuchen's car anymore.

She was also afraid that Duan Yuchen would cut off her arms and legs in the car.

"You don't need to clean up here. Uncle Xiang will clean up after he finishes eating. Erbing hasn't eaten yet." Duan Yuchen stood up and walked out, saying in an unquestionable tone, "Let's go. I'll take you to school."

She knew who Erbing was. It should be the name of the big dog. Just now when she was upstairs, she heard Duan Yuchen call him Erbing. But who was this Uncle Xiang? Didn't Duan Yuchen say last night that there were only two of them here?

Forget it, this is not important. The most important question now is how should she refuse Duan Yuchen's offer to send her to school?

Qiao Jingyu trotted to catch up with Duan Yuchen, "Mr. Duan, your time is precious. Every minute counts and it's a contract worth millions. I won't waste your time. I should be able to get a taxi now. I can go back to school by myself."

Hearing this little girl calling him "you" all the time, Duan Yuchen stopped and asked with a frown, "Am I that old?"

Qiao Jingyu didn't notice that Duan Yuchen had stopped. She was jogging and talking in a low voice, and accidentally bumped into Duan Yuchen. OH My God, "Mr. Duan, I'm sorry, I didn't see you stop... I..."

"Do I look old to you?"

"Ah?" Qiao Jingyu was confused. Weren't they talking about sending her back to school? What did sending her to school have to do with whether she was old or not?

"Am I old?" Duan Yuchen asked again without getting tired of it.