Wen Nan’s main body was in Yu Shujun’s guest room, on the windowsill, keeping her company to watch the stars. With only two remaining instances, he still had to navigate between Ru Huan, Xiao Fei, Wenwen, and Xu Zhenzhen, busy to the point of dizziness.
Only now did he realize that theory is theory, and practice is practice.
The principle of fluidity sounds reliable, but in practice, pouring two teapots into four teacups is truly a laborious task.
After finally settling Xiao Fei, Wenwen, and Xu Zhenzhen, leaving one instance to deal with Ru Huan’s demand for a second round, Wen Nan controlled the other instance and returned to Zhuang Yichen’s bedroom, only to find that dawn was approaching.
Wen Nan initially thought that with Zhuang Yichen’s character, she would be wrapped in a blanket waiting for him, or sulking because she hadn’t seen Wen Nan for too long.
But to his surprise, the bedroom was empty, and there was no sign of Zhuang Yichen.
Where is she?
Wen Nan went to the bedside, feeling the quilt. It was at room temperature, not the least bit cold—obviously, Zhuang Yichen hadn’t returned to the bedroom after their talk on the terrace.
Where did she go?
Wen Nan brought up the chatbox with Zhuang Yichen and sent her a ssage: "Aren’t you coming back to sleep?"
After waiting for quite a while without receiving a reply, Wen Nan found it strange, and then he heard the sound of urgent footsteps coming from the doorway.
Then there was a sharp voice coming closer like a little train: "Honey~ lay a tablecloth~ Honey~ lay a tablecloth~ Honey~ lay a tablecloth~"
Following the sound, Wen Nan saw Zhuang Yichen approaching fast, an apron tied in front of her, with thick heatproof gloves on both hands, carrying a pot of porridge as she ran towards the bedroom.
Wen Nan hurriedly pulled out the low table next to him, retrieving a large tablecloth from beneath it, and placed it in the center of the table.
Zhuang Yichen placed the pot of porridge steadily on the tablecloth, then straightened up and breathed a sigh of relief, "It’s great, it hasn’t gotten cold."
As she spoke, she lifted one gloved hand in a way reminiscent of a beckoning cat and waved to Wen Nan, "Honey, co on, fresh boat porridge, co eat while it’s hot~"
Wen Nan walked over to the table and asked, "Were you up all night preparing this porridge?"
Zhuang Yichen nodded vigorously, "I made it myself; I wanted... to apologize to you."
She had heard from her friends that to keep a man’s heart, you must first keep his stomach—if you’ve upset him, a homade al would quickly nd things.
Tonight, it was indeed Zhuang Yichen’s fault first, making her husband upset. So on the way back, she decided to apologize in this manner.
"I dragged our Cantonese chef, Master Li, with all night to make this. I originally planned it for your breakfast, but since you ssaged, I brought it early."
As she spoke, Zhuang Yichen stood up, like a student showing an exam paper to a parent for the first ti, nervously,
"It’s made by , honey, try it and see if it’s good?"
Hearing "made by ," alarms sounded in Wen Nan’s mind.
Though Zhuang Yichen was at the bottom in this instance, she was still a high-level Sixteen Stars character.
Such a high-level character’s homade food must be sothing else entirely.
"Why, hey," Zhuang Yichen stomped her feet, "Honey, don’t look at like that. Although it’s my first ti cooking, my skills are good. It’s definitely not dark cuisine. Try it~"
Whether it was dark cuisine or not, it was well-intentioned, and Wen Nan was definitely going to pinch his nose and try it.
So he didn’t say much, just picked up the spoon, scooped a spoonful, and tasted it.
Well...
The taste was surprisingly good!
The proportions of various ingredients were just right, the seasoning savory, and the heat perfect.
"Delicious." Wen Nan sincerely praised, unable to resist asking, "Did you really make this?"
Zhuang Yichen averted her eyes, "Of course, I-I stole the secret recipe from Master Li and followed it."
Wen Nan took another sip, "Really?"
"The secret is mainly the ingredients," Zhuang Yichen said enthusiastically as she sat next to Wen Nan, "The sashimi, fried dough, shredded egg, and char siu slices, didn’t you find them unique?"
Wen Nan nodded, "Yes, indeed very good taste. So what’s the secret recipe?"
"The secret is all the ingredients must be personally made by Master Li!" Zhuang Yichen said earnestly.
Wen Nan: ...
No, if the secret is Master Li personally making things, then what does this porridge have to do with you?
Seeing Wen Nan’s skeptical look, Zhuang Yichen said, "I was responsible for putting the secret ingredients into the porridge!"
She added, "And it’s not just about the ingredients; the heat of the porridge is very important too, so I personally watched," she paused, just as Wen Nan was about to nod in agreent, she continued, "watched all the way while Master Li cooked!"
Wen Nan: ...
Miss Zhuang has redefined the term "homade" with personal effort.
Wen Nan took another sip of the hot porridge, thinking that it’s just as well, luckily Miss Zhuang didn’t help, maintaining the original taste of this boat porridge.
Seeing how satisfied he was, Zhuang Yichen leaned in, "Honey, if you like this porridge, I’ll make it for you again next ti~"
She then carefully asked, "So you’re not angry anymore, huh~"
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