Her ex-husband was too cold; after being reborn, she hid her pregnant belly and left her father behi

Yan Lan smiled obsequiously and said, "Mom, my sister-in-law can't control her anymore. You're the one with the most authority. No matter how spoiled she is, she still has to cook for you."

Yan Lan is a two-faced person who is good at flattery and usually keeps Xie Qingyi in a daze.

Xie Qingyi was extremely pleased with Yan Lan's flattery. Not only was she putting down Jiang Qianhui, she also wanted her to return all the money she had spent on her son.

"Jiang Qianhui, you want to rebel? I'm not dead yet. What right does a woman who can't even have children have to enjoy the wealth and glory of the Zhan family?"

"Mom, this family still needs you to keep things in order, otherwise it will be in chaos."

While complimenting Xie Qingyi, Yan Lan pretended to be affectionate and massaged Xie Qingyi's shoulders.

Xie Qingyi was very pleased, while Yan Lan's lips curled slightly, her slanted eyes full of calculation.

Jiang Qianhui busied herself for a while and then put all the dishes on the table.

Xie Qingyi was dumbfounded.

"Jiang Qianhui, I asked you to cook. What are you doing bringing out raw meat and lettuce? Do you expect me to cook it for you?"

"Mom, don't worry, there's still the main event to come."

Jiang Qianhui smiled and turned to go into the kitchen, bringing out a pot of bright red broth with bright red chilies floating on top.

Xie Qingyi was completely dumbfounded.

She intended for Jiang Qianhui to cook a whole table of meat dishes, not for her to be lazy and just make a simple hot pot.

And that hot pot was bright red, it looked really spicy.

The smell of spice wafted over, and she sneezed twice in a row. Her eyes widened in anger as she said, "Jiang Qianhui, is this what you're making me eat for lunch? You know perfectly well I don't eat spicy food, are you trying to starve me to death?"

"Mom, I heard you don't have a good appetite. Hot pot is very appetizing. You should try it."

Jiang Qianhui greeted Xie Qingyi, then sat down and started cooking the vegetables.

Xie Qingyi's face turned ashen, but Jiang Qianhui didn't care about her.

She doesn't eat it; she eats it herself.

Jiang Qianhui ate one bite after another, enjoying it immensely.

She loves spicy food and especially loves hot pot.

But marrying into the Zhan family meant constantly having to cater to their tastes. Thinking about it, it really felt like I was doing a disservice to my own stomach.

Having been reborn, why should she still indulge them, especially now that she's pregnant and craving spicy food?

She couldn't treat herself badly.

Xie Qingyi watched Jiang Qianhui eat one bite after another with great relish, and almost died of anger on the spot.

Yan Lan quickly sat down next to Jiang Qianhui and advised, "Qianhui, you know Mom doesn't eat spicy food. How are you going to make her eat it? If Yan Xun finds out you're not treating Mom well, he'll definitely be angry."

Jiang Qianhui feigned ignorance and asked casually, "So, what does sister-in-law mean?"

"Cook two more dishes and let Mom make do with these for now."

Jiang Qianhui raised an eyebrow and looked at Xie Qingyi, whose face had turned green with anger, and said, "Mom, are you really not going to try it?"

"You know perfectly well that I don't eat spicy food, so what exactly are you up to?"

"Mom, I just wanted you to try it. Since you don't like hot pot, that's fine. I also prepared two other dishes for you; I'll go get them."

Xie Qingyi's expression softened upon hearing this.

She exchanged a glance with Yan Lan; Jiang Qianhui was still easy to handle.

"Mom, this is scrambled eggs with tomatoes and braised pork ribs with potatoes."

"Why are there only two dishes? I've said it several times, it has to be six dishes and a soup, otherwise we might as well not eat at all."

In the past, when Jiang Qianhui cooked for them, Xie Qingyi required her to prepare six dishes and one soup.

She went from never lifting a finger to being able to cook six dishes and a soup.

No one knows how many burns her hands have suffered, or how many cuts she's made. All this just to curry favor with Zhan Yanxun's family and gain his approval—it's laughable to even think about.

Jiang Qianhui suppressed the darkness in her eyes, and said gently in an instant, "Mom, I understand. Please eat it while it's hot."

Yan Lan then said hypocritically, "Mom, Qian Sui prepared hot pot, knowing you don't eat it. She even cooked a couple more dishes, which is quite filial of her. I think she'll pay attention to that in the future."

Xie Qingyi looked smug and sat down like Empress Dowager Cixi.

With a tense expression, she picked up a piece of scrambled eggs with tomatoes with her chopsticks.

The moment it entered my mouth, my face contorted in pain, and I quickly spat it out, grimacing as I exclaimed, "What is this? Why is it so salty?"

Jiang Qianhui's watery eyes flickered, and she feigned confusion, saying, "Is it salty? But I only put in a tiny bit of salt, but I added a lot of sugar. Mom, don't you like sweet things?"

"What you put in isn't sugar, it's clearly salt."

Xie Qingyi was furious, and Jiang Qianhui said innocently, "I probably mixed up the sugar and salt. Mom, I'm sorry. Try this cumin ribs, they're definitely not salty."

Jiang Qianhui enthusiastically pushed the cumin ribs in front of Xie Qingyi, who angrily picked up a bite and put it in her mouth.

He chewed it a couple of times, then suddenly frowned and spat it out.

She glanced at the ribs he had spat out and roared angrily, "Jiang Qianhui, look at the ribs you made! They're not cooked at all; the meat inside is still raw!"

"How could that be? I set the oven time the same as before. Is it because the ribs were frozen today?"

"Jiang Qianhui, you're still pretending not to know. You're doing this on purpose."

"Mom, how could I do it on purpose? I work hard to cook, even if I don't get credit, I still put in the effort."

"You still dare to take credit? Yan Lan, call Yan Xun right now and tell him to come home immediately. His mother is about to be poisoned!"

Not long after, Zhan Yanxun returned. Yan Lan was puzzled as to why he was back so soon after making the call.

When Xie Qingyi saw Zhan Yanxun return, she immediately rushed over and cried, "Yanxun, look at your good wife! She's deliberately trying to starve me! I asked her to make me lunch, and she made me a hot pot! It's so spicy, how can I eat that?"

"Mom, I just heard you didn't have a good appetite, so I wanted to change things up for you. Since you didn't like it, didn't I cook two other dishes for you?"

"You dare say that your cooking is too salty and the meat isn't cooked through? You're deliberately messing with me."

Zhan Yanxun glanced coldly at the dining table, his sharp gaze landing on Jiang Qianhui.

"Tell me, what happened?"

“I also want to cook delicious meals for Mom, but my cooking skills are terrible. After all, I didn’t cook when I was at my own home, so I have no experience. I’ve tried very hard to learn since I married into the Zhan family, but I still can’t do it well. Mom, I’m so sorry.”

Jiang Qianhui's attitude in admitting her mistake was so sincere that no one could find fault with her.

Xie Qingyi was furious and said, baring her teeth and brandishing her claws, "You woman, you're so arrogant and domineering when my son isn't here, but now that he's here, you're acting like a little white rabbit. Yan Xun, I'm telling you, this woman is just pretending. She's only obedient in front of you. She's a scheming woman."