Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

The two of them were completely stunned in their seats. Sui Si's mouth was agape in an "O" shape, his eyes were as wide as saucers, and a bunch of question marks seemed to appear on his head.

He looked at Ran Cang in disbelief, his voice rising several decibels:

"Ayu, our dinner isn't... just a plate of chicken and a plate of vegetables, is it?!"

After saying that, he secretly pinched Jun Sui's thigh, as if to confirm that this was not a nightmare.

Ran Cang stood proudly with his hands on his hips, his eyes crinkling into crescents, his tone full of self-satisfaction:

"Yes! Look at my skills, how about it, I've improved! This 'Jadeite Glazed White' is the result of three improvements!"

She pointed excitedly at the cabbage, her hair swaying gently with the movement, "The sauce has honey, ketchup, and..."

"And what about the salad dressing that almost expired last week?"

Li Que poked his head out of the kitchen, holding a rag stained with oil, and smiled helplessly, "I knew that was where that weird smell in the kitchen came from."

Sui Si and Jun Sui exchanged a glance and fell silent at the same time.

An awkward and eerie atmosphere filled the air, broken only by sporadic sounds coming from the kitchen.

Sui Si swallowed hard, then turned his gaze to Li Que, who was helping in the kitchen, his eyes full of doubt:

"this..."

Li Que shrugged helplessly, but a doting smile graced his face as he spread his hands and explained:

“Ayu wanted to learn, and we couldn’t stop her.”

Yesterday, she saw a food blogger cooking online and dragged me out of bed in the middle of the night to study the recipes.

As she spoke, she secretly winked at Sui Si and Jun Sui, "But don't worry, I checked that chicken, at least it wasn't burnt."

Jun Sui cleared his throat, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere: "Ayu, the color scheme of your sauce... is very artistic."

He picked up the water glass on the table, took a sip, and his Adam's apple bobbed. "I just wonder what it tastes like..."

Jun Sui cleared his throat, about to continue praising Ran Cang's creativity, when Ran Cang suddenly slapped his forehead, his eyes instantly lighting up:

"Oh, right, there's one more important thing..."

Before she finished speaking, she had already darted back to the kitchen like a nimble little rabbit, her footsteps making a loud thud on the floor.

Sui Si tilted his head, his eyelashes casting small shadows under his eyes, and looked at Jun Sui with a puzzled expression:

"Ah Sui, what do you think Ah Yu is up to this time?"

As she spoke, she unconsciously snuggled closer to Jun Sui, her nose lightly touching the faint jasmine scent on his pajamas.

Jun Sui smiled indulgently, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of Sui Si's hair behind his ear, her fingertips inadvertently brushing against his slightly reddened earlobe:

"Who knows, Ayu... she's always full of surprises."

A moment later, the sound of metal clanging came from the kitchen, accompanied by Ran Cang's excited humming.

She came out holding a gleaming kitchen knife, the blade gleaming coldly under the light, yet it looked strangely adorable against her apron with a cartoon bear pattern.

She solemnly placed the knife on the dining table, the metal striking the wooden surface with a clang that left Sui Si speechless for once.

What are they doing now?!

Ran Cang stood in front of the dining table with her hands on her hips: "This is my first time making fish maw chicken. It was so troublesome, it took me almost an entire afternoon!"

As she spoke, she solemnly adjusted her apron, "For this dish, I watched more than twenty tutorials and studied the traditional Cantonese cooking methods!"

With that, she gripped the knife handle with both hands, her wrists gently turning, and the blade drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Sui Si and Jun Sui exchanged a glance, a hint of unspoken difficulty flashing in their eyes.

Ran Cang carefully cut the knife into the chicken's body, each cut done with solemnity, as if he were performing some sacred ritual.

May the whole family be healthy and blessed, and may life become brighter and brighter.

Ran Cang made the first cut with a crisp, clear sound. "On the occasion of the great success of 'A Glimmer of Hope,' I wish everyone smooth sailing and all the best in the future!"

As she moved, the chicken slowly split open, revealing the sauce soaking inside.

The sauce was a deeper color than before, and it was bubbling with tiny bubbles, emitting a complex aroma that was hard to describe.

It has a blend of spices, including star anise and cinnamon, but also a subtle, strangely sweet and sour aroma.

Sui Si was so hungry that his stomach was rumbling in protest from time to time.

He watched eagerly as Ran Cang finished the ceremony, then picked up his chopsticks impatiently, his fingertips trembling slightly with anticipation.

His eyes were fixed on the chicken in the basin, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. Just as he was about to reach into the basin to grab a piece, Ran Cang suddenly raised both hands and deftly lifted the basin.

"Brother, brother-in-law, I'll go back to the kitchen to take care of this for a bit, it'll be ready soon!"

As Ran Cang spoke, she turned and ran towards the kitchen, the ribbons of her apron fluttering behind her.

Sui Si's hand, holding chopsticks, froze in mid-air, his eyes wide open, his eyelashes trembling slightly with shock.

His mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't utter a complete syllable; he could only utter a series of questions choked with sobs:

"?????"

A feeling of grievance welled up inside her, and her eyes reddened slightly, like a kitten whose toy had been taken away.

He looked at Jun Sui pitifully, his eyes full of longing, as if he were hungry and wanted to eat.

Jun Sui was so amused by Sui Si's appearance that his heart softened, and a low laugh escaped his chest.

He reached out and ruffled Sui Si's soft hair, pulling him back into his arms, his chin gently resting on the top of his head:

"Don't rush, wait a little longer, maybe... there will be a surprise?"

As he spoke, he lowered his head and placed a kiss on Sui Si's flushed cheek, his warm breath brushing against his sensitive earlobe.

Sui Si gave a muffled groan, burying her face in Jun Sui's arms, her voice muffled by the fabric:

"Sigh, I think it's more like being frightened."

But she still obediently put down her chopsticks and idly tugged at the hem of Jun Sui's pajamas with her fingers.

His fingertips traced the soft fabric, feeling the warmth emanating from Jun Sui's chest, and the indescribable emotions were gradually replaced by a sense of peace.

Ran Cang's light footsteps approached from afar, and she steadily placed four bowls of steaming fish maw chicken, shrouded in milky white mist, onto the table.

Fine water droplets still clung to the rim of the porcelain bowl, and a rich aroma enveloped everyone like silk.

It has the unique richness of deep-sea fish maw, mixed with the golden oil from simmering old hen, and garnished with the sweet aroma of goji berries and red dates, which completely dispels the strange burnt smell from before.

Sui Si's fingertips trembled slightly as she held the silver spoon, her amber eyes reflecting the fish maw floating in the bowl, like amber soaked in honey.

Jun Sui lowered her eyes to gaze at his reddened earlobes, her well-defined hand naturally reaching out to gently scoop up the soup that was about to overflow from the rim of the bowl with a spoon. She blew on the porcelain spoon several times before bringing it to Sui Si's lips:

"Be careful of the burn."

"Ah Sui, you try it first."

Sui Si turned his head away, used his spoon to cut off the plumpest piece of fish maw, dipped it in the thick broth, and fed it to Jun Sui.

His eyelashes cast fine shadows under the warm yellow light, and a sly smile played on his lips.

"Now it looks and smells delicious, it must be great!"

Jun Sui chuckled helplessly, his warm breath brushing against Sui Si's fingertips, and biting down on the fish maw the moment Sui Si tried to dodge.

The moment the gel bounced off his teeth, he raised an eyebrow slightly, and a low sigh escaped his throat:

"Very good..."

Before he could finish speaking, Sui Si had already eagerly scooped up a spoonful of soup and put it in his mouth. The moment the rich umami flavor exploded on his tongue, his eyes lit up so brightly that he almost knocked over the porcelain bowl.

"good to eat!"

Sui Si held the bowl close to Ran Cang, her eyelashes still glistening with tiny water droplets formed from condensation.

"Ayu, did you secretly sign up for a cooking class behind our backs?"

This broth has been simmered for at least six hours, and the fish maw is cooked to perfection—soft but not mushy, fresh but not fishy, ​​simply—"

"My brother has great taste!"

Ran Cang's face flushed with excitement, and the cartoon chef on her apron seemed to wiggle shyly as well.

"Hehehe... Keep it low-key, keep it low-key..."