Xia Wan’an thought she was seeing things wrong. She blinked, blinked again, and even rubbed her eyes to confirm that the refrigerator was indeed empty. And then, she finally lost it.
She used all her strength to haul a week’s worth of groceries from the supermarket, and now everything was gone?
Han Jingnian simply cooked so vegetable and lean at porridge, right? How did he manage to use an entire refrigerator’s worth of ingredients?!
With that amount of food, not to ntion a pot of porridge, he could’ve made ten!
Outrage welling up inside her, Xia Wan’an suddenly froze. She turned around and looked at the cabinet behind her.
Step by step, she moved forward, holding her breath, and pulled open the cabinet door. The once full rice container... was also completely empty!
Damn!
Everything was just as she had guessed!
Han Jingnian had cooked a al and completely wiped out her supplies!
Xia Wan’an didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. She walked around the dining table before finally grabbing her phone and started furiously sending text ssages filled with complaints to Zhang Te’s assistant.
[The most beautiful kid in the whole capital]: "Zhang’s Assistant, your boss is absolutely terrifying!"
[The most beautiful kid in the whole capital]: "Do you know how terrifying it was when your boss ca to my place last night, drunk and with a fever! And if that wasn’t enough, he cooked a pot of porridge this morning. Guess what happened?!"
[The most beautiful kid in the whole capital]: "You’ll never guess, that pot of porridge he made completely emptied my refrigerator and rice container!"
[The most beautiful kid in the whole capital]: "Completely. Emptied. Out!"
Reading her frantic texts, Zhang’s Assistant responded succinctly: "Was it tasty?"
Tasty? What did he an by tasty?
Xia Wan’an paused, realizing that Zhang’s Assistant was referring to the porridge. She then texted back, "The porridge was quite good."
Wait... was the issue here whether or not the porridge was tasty?
Thinking this, Xia Wan’an started typing again.
[The most beautiful kid in the whole capital]: "Hey, Zhang’s Assistant, you’re missing the point! We’re not discussing if the porridge was good, we’re discussing the fact that my refrigerator and rice container are empty!"
[The most beautiful kid in the whole capital]: "Do you know how hard it was for to haul groceries back from the supermarket? How tiring it was?!"
...
Han Family Corporation, Boardroom.
Han Jingnian, who was in a eting, knew his phone was buzzing in his inner coat pocket. Without hesitation, he took out his cellphone and read the ssage in front of everyone in the room.
Though her texts were sent to Zhang Cheng, he read them seriously.
Through the phone, he could feel her annoyance like a kitten with its fur standing on end.
Thinking of this, Han Jingnian’s eyes softened. He typed a ssage back to her about the porridge with serious intent: "Was it tasty?"
He quickly received her reply: "The porridge was quite good."
The short text imdiately pleased him.
So, she had tasted his porridge? And even praised that it was delicious...
Han Jingnian held his phone with both hands, studying those few words on the screen. He started to smile.
He was handso by nature, often unapproachable, already enough to turn heads. As he smiled now, the whole room seed to brighten, as if a spring wind had swept through, causing thousands of trees to blossom.
Everyone in the room was stunned, regardless of gender.
The mont of silence lasted for a full five minutes until Zhang’s Assistant ca back to reality.
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