He lost control after drinking and ended up marrying a powerful female CEO.

Lu Qingxue was indeed behaving strangely tonight.

She rested her cheeks on her hands and smiled gently at Qin Huai.

"I've been busy in the kitchen for a long time, you should try it."

As Lu Qingxue spoke, she turned her head and shouted upstairs, "Junjun, are you really not hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

"No need, I'm using the toilet!" Su Huaijun shouted back.

"You're not lucky enough to have it."

Lu Qingxue pouted in dissatisfaction and said to Qin Huai, "Eat up, what are you standing there for?"

"I……"

Qin Huai swallowed hard, wanting to say that he had already eaten dinner.

But looking at Lu Qingxue's expectant eyes, he just couldn't bring himself to say those words.

"What is this?" Qin Huai asked, pointing to a plate of dish that was black with green tinges and looked deadly.

"Stir-fried toon sprouts with eggs is probably my specialty," Lu Qingxue said with a smile.

"It looks pretty good." Qin Huai grinned, looking like a complete idiot.

"Have a taste."

"Oh."

Qin Huai picked up his chopsticks and reached for the stir-fried eggs with toon sprouts.

Why are your hands shaking?

"I was hungry."

"Then eat more."

Snapped!

Qin Huai mentally slapped himself hard.

Qin Huai carefully picked up a small piece, and as he looked at it, he tried to mentally prepare himself.

After a long while, under Lu Qingxue's expectant gaze, he quickly stuffed it into his mouth, not daring to chew, and swallowed it forcefully, giving a thumbs up: "Really good!"

"Not bad, right? Hehe, try this one too."

Lu Qingxue picked up her chopsticks, took a piece of red stuff, and put it into Qin Huai's bowl.

"This is……"

"Tomato scrambled eggs."

The people of Qinhuai were dumbfounded.

"Try it!" Lu Qingxue said coquettishly.

Is she being coquettish?!

Qin Huai felt a chill run down his spine.

As expected, Lu Qingxue was acting very, very strangely tonight!

"it is good……"

Qin Huai smiled stiffly and put the scrambled eggs with tomatoes into his mouth.

It's too big; you can't swallow it without chewing.

He bit it with his teeth, and with a crunch, the scrambled eggs with tomatoes cracked open.

Qin Huai found it amazing.

It's surprisingly crispy, just like a cookie.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Huai put on a mask of pain.

The taste buds are a jumbled mess of spicy, sour, astringent, and salty flavors.

It was a taste that was hard to describe.

It has a flavor that can elevate one's soul to heaven.

Qin Huai swallowed it expressionlessly, then gave a thumbs up: "Delicious."

"I always said that I, Lu Qingxue, am no worse than anyone else. I can be elegant in public and skilled in the kitchen."

"Cooking is so simple, you can learn it in no time."

"Try this braised pork."

There was a dark, murky thing in Qin Huai's bowl.

It makes a clinking sound when it's put into the bowl.

Like the sound of stone striking porcelain.

Qin Huai began to admire Lu Qingxue.

What kind of tempering did this piece of meat undergo to achieve this level of firmness?

Crunch… Crunch…

Fortunately, Qin Huai has good teeth and can bite through it.

What Qin Huai was fortunate about was that his taste buds, which had been abused by scrambled eggs with tomatoes, temporarily lost their sense of taste as a form of self-protection.

So he barely tasted the braised pork.

It felt like chewing a bone and swallowing it whole. He then asked Lu Qingxue, "Is there any rice?"

"Yes, I'll get you some."

Lu Qingxue immediately got up and ran to the kitchen in her slippers.

"I never imagined that this woman would one day serve me rice..."

Qin Huai's smile was bitter.

A moment later, Lu Qingxue returned.

There was an extra bowl of rice in my hand.

Fortunately, the rice still retained its shape, but each grain was distinct, and it was only partially cooked.

This is the best possible outcome, and Qin Huai didn't nitpick any further.

With the half-cooked rice, Qin Huai began to enjoy his last supper.

Putting aside the fact that it looked and tasted terrible and might even kill someone, Qin Huai was very curious about Lu Qingxue's cooking methods.

Ordinary culinary disasters couldn't reach her level.

In the end, he still felt sorry for Lu Qingxue and was afraid that she would be traumatized, so Qin Huai didn't leave a trace.

Qinhuai has experienced wilderness survival, including extreme terrains and weather conditions such as forests, deserts, glaciers, and even swamps.

After surviving, Qin Huai felt like he was an unkillable cockroach.

But he ate that meal with the mindset that he was certain he would die.

The moment Qin Huai put down his chopsticks, he felt a sense of disorientation, as if he had been reborn.

But Lu Qingxue brought out another bowl of soup.

It's exactly the same as the lyrics say.

Red, yellow, green, blue, purple...

The gray broth was dotted with tiny, colorful particles, and the rising steam gave it an indescribable flavor.

Su Huaijun peeked out secretly, a look of reluctance on her face.

He clasped his hands together, observed three seconds of silence for Qin Huai, and quietly retreated back into his room.

"This is……"

Qin Huai felt that he had been greatly stimulated.

He didn't know if Lu Qingxue's anxiety disorder would flare up, but he felt like he wanted to die right now.

"My homemade seven-colored dream soup."

Lu Qingxue said smugly, "I guarantee you'll feel completely refreshed after just one bowl."

"I...I'm already full..." Qin Huai refused.

"Oh, have a little bit, it's really delicious. Here, let me feed you."

"Don't come here!!"

Qin Huai roared inwardly.

Lu Qingxue, with her stunningly beautiful face and captivating smile, approached Qin Huai step by step, holding a bowl of soup.

Qin Huai had a fleeting, dreamlike feeling, as if he were a young man drinking medicine.

"Here, let me feed you..."

Lu Qingxue's voice was exceptionally gentle, enough to make one's bones melt.

Qin Huai opened his mouth subconsciously.

After taking a sip of soup, Qin Huai felt a chill run down his spine.

A chill ran from the soles of my feet straight up to the top of my head.

The facial features have gone out of control; the nose is no longer a nose, and the eyes are no longer eyes.

how to say.

It's probably a feeling of life being bleak and meaningless, a sense that living has no meaning.

Not spitting it out was Qin Huai's last act of defiance.

"Is it delicious?" Lu Qingxue asked with a smile.

Qin Huai nodded mechanically.

"Drink it all."

Lu Qingxue said gently.

Qin Huai had no desire to live anymore, so he closed his eyes and drank it all in one gulp.

My stomach started to hurt.

The medicine was very effective.

Qin Huai began to ponder what color wreath she would like.

Lu Qingxue proudly introduced her self-created Seven-Colored Dream Soup.

"I added a lot of tonics and almost every seasoning in the world, including Thirteen Spices. There's a rat pattern on it... Huh?"

As Lu Qingxue spoke, she suddenly turned and rushed towards the kitchen.

A moment later, she came running out screaming, holding an opened packet of rat poison in her hand, shouting anxiously, "Qin Huai! Go vomit it up! I put rat poison in the 'Thirteen Spices'!"

"hehe."

Qin Huai smiled slightly and calmly walked towards the restroom.

Really tired.

After a while...

"Ugh... ugh..."

"Qin Huai, are you alright?" Lu Qingxue's worried voice came from outside the restroom.

"Not...dead..."

"Kukuku..."

Lu Qingxue covered her mouth but couldn't help laughing out loud. After running back to her room, her unrestrained laughter echoed throughout every corner of the villa.

Interspersed among them was Su Huaijun's laughter.

Qin Huai, clutching the toilet, was pale and forced to force a bitter smile.

If you still don't realize you've been tricked, then you're incredibly stupid.

"It's all retribution... but this isn't over!"

goo goo...

My stomach is churning.

Qin Huai's expression of gritting his teeth instantly turned into one of pain.

Puff puff puff splash...

Qin Huai lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and then slowly exhaled.

Smoke swirled under the lamplight, conveying a deep sense of helplessness and loneliness.