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

Jun Sui gently stirred the fish maw in the bowl with a bone china spoon, skimming off the surface oil before handing it back to Sui Si, deliberately lingering for a moment as her fingertips brushed against his palm.

Li Que had silently finished the entire bowl of fish maw chicken and was now carefully wiping the corners of his mouth with a tissue.

He reached out and tucked a stray strand of dark hair behind his ear:

"Ayu is amazing, the spice ratio for this soup base..."

Before he could finish speaking, Ran Cang suddenly stood on tiptoe and quickly kissed him on the cheek, startling Jun Li Que so much that the tips of his ears turned red instantly.

"Ruan An taught me all of that!"

Ran Cang put her hands on her hips, her eyes sparkling, "He's a local, his family has run a time-honored soup restaurant for three generations. Yesterday he video-called me and taught me how to soak fish maw step by step, and he even said..."

Sui Si's fingers tightened suddenly around the spoon, a complex emotion flashing in his amber eyes, and he swallowed hard as he uttered a difficult sentence:

“Ruan…Ruan An?!”

His voice unconsciously rose in pitch, with a slight tremor at the end.

The fish maw and chicken soup in the bowl rippled slightly with his trembling hands, reflecting the warm yellow light overhead, flickering on and off.

Ran Cang was completely oblivious to the unusual tone in her brother's voice. She clasped her hands together in front of her chest, her head swaying slightly, her eyes sparkling.

"Yes! We added each other on WeChat last Wednesday when I bought osmanthus cake at the market!"

You wouldn't believe how elegantly he wrote his WeChat ID using the landlady's pencil; his handwriting looked like it was printed.

As she spoke, she took out her phone and scrolled through her chat history. The screen was filled with short videos of food preparation sent by Ruan An, along with various cute emojis.

"And what's even more coincidental is that he is actually the young master of the famous Ruan family soup restaurant here!"

The family's old braising liquid is said to have been passed down for three generations; just looking at the patina on that earthenware pot tells you how precious it is!

Jun Sui carefully picked out the soft and tender fish maw from her bowl, cut it into small pieces with a spoon, her movements gentle and focused.

He looked down at the fish maw in the porcelain spoon, but his peripheral vision kept glancing at Sui Si's tense profile.

Seeing that her lover's fingertips had turned white, she subtly stretched out her leg and gently touched Sui Si's ankle through the tablecloth, as if offering a silent comfort.

Sui Si took a deep breath, trying to make his voice sound calm:

"How is he doing now that we've met?"

He bent down and scooped up a spoonful of soup, but instead of drinking it, he stirred the goji berries in the bowl with a spoon, watching them swirl and float.

Ran Cang rested her chin on her hand, tilted her head, and recalled the memories, a sweet smile unconsciously curving her lips:

"That's great!"

When we were video chatting, he was wearing silk pajamas, nestled on a carved mahogany sofa, with freshly brewed Pu'er tea next to him, the aroma of which wafted through the screen.

He also took me on a virtual tour of his backyard, where there was a pond full of koi and a parrot that could mimic human speech!

She's completely different from when we first met; she's practically glowing!

Sui Si's fingers unconsciously caressed the rim of the bowl, and memories flooded back like a tide.

The little boy who always wore a faded blue cotton shirt and stuffed the last half of a candy into his hand gradually overlapped and then separated from the image of the pampered young master described by Ran Cang.

He forced a smile, his voice a little hoarse:

"The fact that he lets you continue to make friends shows that his character hasn't changed, which is great."

"you do not say!"

Ran Cang excitedly slapped the table, making the bowls and plates rattle softly.

"And you have no idea, things are really interesting between him and Luo Yan! That petty Luo Yan and my brother-in-law..."

She was speaking enthusiastically when she suddenly met Jun Sui's ambiguous gaze, and the rest of her sentence got stuck in her throat.

The little girl's eyes darted around, and she immediately changed her tune:

"Like my brother-in-law, he has... he has incredibly wonderful qualities!"

For example, someone who cares deeply about the people they care about!

Jun Sui raised an eyebrow, his slender fingers toying with the spoon, and spoke casually:

"Oh? How exactly do you care?"

He added a piece of stewed chicken, tender and soft, to Sui Si's bowl, and deliberately lingered for half a second longer as his fingertips brushed against the back of his lover's hand.

Ran Cang covered her mouth and chuckled, her eyes darting back and forth between the two of them:

"Just like the way you look at my brother, brother-in-law!"

According to Ruan An, the last time Luo Yan saw him helping the owner of the flower shop next door move flower pots, his face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He insisted on finding an excuse to pull him away, saying he wanted to teach him how to play Go.

As a result, the two of them sat in the teahouse all afternoon, the chessboard a complete mess, busy peeking at each other!

Sui Si choked on the soup and coughed, covering his mouth with a tissue.

Jun Sui immediately stood up, walked around the dining table to his back, and gently patted his back with her palm, one pat after another:

"Slow down, no one's going to take it from you."

His voice was deep and gentle, carrying a reassuring power.

Once he calmed down, he picked up the water glass and brought it close to his lover's lips: "Drink some warm water."

Ran Cang watched the two of them being all lovey-dovey and deliberately made an exaggerated "tsk" sound:

"Brother, don't change the subject!"

Tell me, aren't they just like you two back then, clearly liking each other but pretending to be reserved?

Sui Si's earlobes instantly turned red, and she reached out to pinch Ran Cang's cheek:

"This little brat knows quite a lot!"

Jun Sui smiled and grasped Sui Si's unruly hand, gently rubbing it in his own palm:

"Ah Si, don't bully your sister."

He turned to look at Ran Cang, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes, "In your opinion, when will they be able to break through that barrier?"

Ran Cang placed his hands on the table, leaned forward, and lowered his voice mysteriously:

I think it'll be soon!

Last time Ruan An was sick, Luo Yan climbed over the wall into his house in the middle of the night, carrying a pot of medicinal food, and stayed by his side all night.

The next morning, when Ruan An woke up, she saw Luo Yan sleeping by the bedside with dew still clinging to his eyelashes, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

The atmosphere was so ambiguous...tsk tsk tsk, I think all that's missing is a downpour.

The two were sheltering from the rain under the eaves when they accidentally kissed, and things naturally progressed from there!

As Sui Si listened to Ran Cang's vivid description, images of himself and Jun Sui from the small world unconsciously surfaced in his mind.

Jun Sui seemed to recall the past as well, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips.

He released Sui Si's hand, raised his hand to tuck the stray hairs that had fallen beside his lover's ear behind her ear, and deliberately pinched her earlobe lightly as his fingertips brushed against it:

"Looks like we need to prepare some money for the wedding gift."

Sui Si slapped his hand away, feigning anger, and said, "You think you're so smart!" But she couldn't hide the smile on her lips.

Ran Cang suddenly rested his chin on his hands, his face filled with longing:

I really hope they can get together soon!

Let's throw a big party together and invite all our old friends!

I'm going to make them the most beautiful cakes, and I'm also going to borrow the old brine from the Ruan family to make a pot of incredibly delicious soup!

Li Que sat quietly to the side, listening to everyone's conversation with a doting smile on his face.

He reached out and ruffled Ran Cang's hair, his voice gentle: "Okay, I'll do whatever you say."

Jun Sui sat back down next to Sui Si, his arm naturally resting on the back of his lover's chair.

He picked up a piece of fish maw and brought it to Sui Si's lips: "Try this, it's cooked just right."

Sui Si opened his mouth and bit into the fish maw, deliberately making the juice spill out, and didn't forget to give Jun Sui a provocative look:

"It tastes much better than someone else's."

Jun Sui raised an eyebrow, leaned closer, and wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, his voice low and ambiguous:

"Really? Then I'll have to learn a lot from Young Master Ruan An, after all..."

His lips almost touched Sui Si's earlobe. "My husband has a very discerning palate."

Sui Si's face flushed red instantly, and she reached out to push him away, but Jun Sui grabbed her wrist.

Their eyes met, and a sweet yet ambiguous atmosphere filled the air.

Seeing this, Ran Cang exaggeratedly covered his eyes: "Stop showing off! If you keep showing off, Li Que and I will have to go out on a date alone too!"

Li Que smiled and put his arm around Ran Cang's shoulder: "Okay, I'll take you to see the new art exhibition tomorrow."

Sui Si and Jun Sui exchanged a smile, their ten fingers naturally intertwining.