Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
At six oâclock, the car drove into the villa.
The villa was lit up.
Steward Wu was playing with Xiaosi in the front lawn. When they pulled closer to the front door, Xiaosi ran over to them clumsily.
Luosang bent over and scratched Xiaosiâs head affectionately. Nian Junting grinned in the background and asked Steward Wu, âIs dinner ready?â
Steward Wu looked at Luosang and said, âSomething happened to Sister Lanâs grandson, she took a call and headed out in a hurry.â
âOh really? Oh dear,â Nian Junting frowned. He turned and looked at Luosang, âI didnât expect that to happen.â
Luosang was puzzled. Shouldnât he show some concern for Sister Lanâs family? His expression now...
âSteward Wu, is everything ok with her grandson? What happened to him?â Luosang asked.
Steward Wu looked taken aback and scratched his ears, âI think he got injured after getting to a fight.â
âHe must be hurt quite badly for his grandma to rush over like this,â Luosang nodded her head in worry, âShould I drop by and send my regards? Maybe I can get them a fruit basket or something.â
âForget about that. You donât even have money for yourself. Iâll get them something,â Nian Junting pulled her towards the villa, âWe probably canât eat out tonight because most of the fancy restaurants would be fully booked by now. I donât trust the hygiene standards of any other restaurants. I guess you have no choice but to cook us dinner.â
Luosang stopped short in her tracks, âMr. Nian, why must I cook us dinner? Iâm no longer your nanny; Iâm your girlfriend now. As your girlfriend, this is the first time Iâm coming over for a meal and youâre asking me to cook for you? Shouldnât you cook for me?â
âI canât cook,â Nian Junting said matter-of-factly.
âBut you said that my food wasnât good in the past,â Luosang raised her brows.
Nian Junting tried his best to remain calm and collected, âI wasnât physically well then, and I couldnât move around by myself so my appetite affected as well. On hindsight, I think you did a good job catering to my preferences.â
Your appetite was affected? You wiped the bowls clean after every meal, Luosang thought.
No one could beat him at being shameless.
âItâs ok, I can teach you how to cook,â Luosang didnât want to spoil him in case he got used to it.
Nian Junting took a double take. He didnât expect things to turn out this way. He told Sister Lan to make something up to leave them alone. He had wanted to taste her food, and it had been quite a while after all. He didnât tell her straight because he thought that sheâll refuse right away.
âI...â
âAll men know how to cook now,â Luosang batted her eyelids at him, âMen who canât cook are eliminated from the eligible pool.â
âYouâre talking about ordinary men, but I am different. I have a cook, servants, and butlers. Thereâs no need for me to pick up culinary skills,â Nian Junting said casually. He hated the oil and grease of the kitchen.
âOh really? Iâve seen plenty of rich and successful men who are also great in the kitchen. Itâs not that they canât afford a cook for themselves,but they do it for the fun of it, and to pamper their wives or girlfriends,â Luosang shrugged her shoulders, âOf course, we can forget about it if you really donât care about cooking. We can go to those restaurants that you deem unqualified or maybe we can get Steward Wu to buy us some cup noodles.â