All of this is really much better than she had expected.
At the beginning, she just thought that Shen Lingxing looked more pleasing compared to her other blind dates. He also went on a lot of blind dates, so she thought he might also have the intention of getting married. She approached it with a try-and-see attitude but ended up with unexpected gains.
At first, she didn’t have much confidence in this marriage and even harbored the worst expectations, which sotis made her a bit awkward.
She dared not take it seriously. Deep down, she had a sense of fear, thinking that if she didn’t invest her true feelings, she wouldn’t be too hurt if they divorced. Therefore, she never fully invested herself in this marriage, never actively trying to understand Shen Lingxing, nor deliberately learning about his family.
But Shen Lingxing was like a beautifully wrapped gift, not only having a pretty and exquisite exterior but also a rare inner beauty. As they slowly spent ti together, all she felt was his goodness. Until now, she couldn’t distinguish whether she was more grateful to him or had a slight fondness for him.
Buzz buzz...
The vibrating sound of a phone in her bag interrupted Mi Jing’s thoughts. She took out her phone and saw that it was an unfamiliar number. Imdiately, Mi Jing looked impatient and decisively pressed the reject button, then blacklisted the number.
Since receiving the gift from Han Xiujie that day, he often sent her ssages or called her. Mi Jing didn’t want to bother with him, didn’t read the ssages, and didn’t answer the calls. She had already blacklisted his number, but he behaved like an obsessive person. When she blacklisted one number, he would switch to another and repeatedly harass her, making Mi Jing increasingly disgusted with him.
Mi Jing thought that silence was the best counterattack. Until now, she didn’t even have the desire to say a single word to him.
It wasn’t hate, but a dislike for him as a person!
At three in the afternoon, Mi Jing drove to the supermarket to buy so vegetables and household supplies.
Although Mi Jing wasn’t very good at cooking, she had a knack for selecting ingredients. Her aunt’s family had a farm in the suburbs, and when she was in school, she often went there with Mi Wan or friends.
There were large patches of fresh vegetables and fruits on the farm. Seeing them often, she naturally developed so ability to differentiate them. Plus, when she was young, Mi Zhihong often took her to the market, so she accumulated a lot of experience.
Having bought satisfactory ingredients and returned ho, Mi Jing was in a good mood. Estimating that she had sufficient ti, she took out the newly bought recipe book and studied it for a while before starting to cook dinner.
Last ti when she went ho, Mi Jing learned a bit from Mi Zhihong. It didn’t help much, but it did boost her confidence.
After all, she was a chef’s daughter and certainly couldn’t disgrace her dad. As a foodie, she wouldn’t settle for just egg fried rice for dinner.
First, make the soup, then cook the rice, and finally stir-fry the dishes.
Mi Jing busily and rhythmically worked on dinner and, after almost an hour, finally completed a three-course al with soup.
Perhaps Mi Jing’s timing was too precise, or Shen Lingxing ca ho precisely on ti. Just as the dishes were set on the table, Shen Lingxing, carrying his briefcase, walked through the door after returning from work.
"I made all of this, how is it? Looks pretty good, right?"
As soon as Shen Lingxing walked to the dining table, Mi Jing couldn’t wait to show off her labor results. The first ti she seriously made a al herself, Mi Jing was already imnsely pleased with herself.
"Hmm. Not bad!"
Shen Lingxing nodded with a smile. Although the dishes looked average, he was very satisfied that Mi Jing thoughtfully cooked for him.
Having her efforts recognized, Mi Jing felt overjoyed and treated Shen Lingxing with more enthusiasm. She served him a bowl of soup and said, "This soup is a bit salty. Try it. If you can’t swallow it, I’ll add so water and cook it a bit longer."
Holding the porcelain bowl, Shen Lingxing took a couple of sips. It was indeed a bit salty, but still within his acceptable range. "It’s quite good, let’s sit down and eat."
Due to her limited abilities, Mi Jing prepared simple dishes: tomato scrambled eggs, stir-fried shrimp with cucumber, a green vegetable dish, and a carrot corn rib soup.
All the dishes were a bit salty, but it didn’t affect their good appetites. They enjoyed the al very much.
After finishing her al first, Mi Jing put down her chopsticks, propped her chin with her hand, and her eyes rolled around before she smiled and said to Shen Lingxing, "Let’s set a rule?"
"What rule?"
"We’ll divide the housework. If I cook, then you wash the dishes. Conversely, if you cook, I’ll wash the dishes."
They say good husbands are nurtured by won. Mi Jing wasn’t sure whether Shen Lingxing would accept her suggestion, but she wanted to try. To benefit herself, she straightforwardly expressed her idea.
"Okay, let’s do it." Shen Lingxing agreed readily. Washing dishes was a piece of cake for him. He had washed many dishes during his work-study program abroad in the past.
Knowing a bit more about Shen Lingxing, Mi Jing wasn’t too surprised by his response. Happily, she said, "Then I’ll leave these to you! I’m too full, I’ll go to the balcony for so fresh air."
Standing in front of the railing on the balcony, Mi Jing gazed at the splendid and beautiful night view. The building they lived in wasn’t very tall in the high-rise district, but it had a great location and viewpoint, offering a beautiful corner view of Jin City.
Breathing in the fresh night air, Mi Jing emptied all her thoughts, stretched lazily, and focused all her attention on the night view beyond the protective glass.
After a while, Mi Jing heard footsteps coming from behind, but she didn’t turn around, keeping her original posture. Soon, a pair of strong arms hugged her from behind, followed by a familiar scent.
"Cold?"
The wind was strong at night, and although she just ate, the cold wind made it a bit chilly. But now, with him as a wind block and a heater, Mi Jing didn’t feel cold at all.
"Not cold," Mi Jing replied softly, gazing into the distance.
After that, Shen Lingxing didn’t say anything. Mi Jing felt the silence was a bit awkward and rembered the plan to invite so friends for dinner, so she asked, "Are you free this weekend?"
"Yes," Shen Lingxing, having pushed aside all his planned schedules, responded without hesitation.
"I want to invite so friends for dinner on Saturday night. Will you co with ?" Mi Jing slipped out of Shen Lingxing’s embrace, turned around, and looked at him, speaking gently and sincerely.
"Hmm." Shen Lingxing agreed with a smile, then asked, "How many people?"
"Three, all won. Don’t worry, I’ll ask Chu Chen to co."
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