Ye Lingran couldn’t help but chuckle when she heard this, glancing at his injured hand: "With your hand like that, how can you help? I can manage on my own, you go ahead!"
Yun Qi looked down at his hand, pursed his lips slightly, and didn’t argue. He just quietly stepped aside without leaving the kitchen completely. He leaned against the counter and watched Ye Lingran thodically prepare and wash the vegetables. The gentleness in his eyes beca more evident, and a slight smile crept onto his lips. Such a warm scene seed absent from his 28 years of mories.
When Ye Lingran was cooking or working, she often beca very focused and didn’t notice him standing there watching her. After she finished preparing all the ingredients, she took out a pot and a spatula from the cabinet, washed them, and started to simultaneously make soup and stir-fry dishes, while also cooking a vegetable and lean at porridge.
As she was halfway through her cooking, Ye Lingran turned around to find a larger soup bowl, only then noticing he had been standing there watching her. She was stunned, feeling a bit awkward, and glanced at the living room, before smiling and saying: "Why are you standing here? Didn’t I tell you to go to the living room?"
Yun Qi chuckled: "Standing here is the only way I can watch you cook. Don’t mind , just do your thing. Do you need anything? I can help you."
"Uh... I want to find a larger soup bowl. The vegetable and lean at porridge is almost ready."
"Alright, I’ll help you get it. Just call if you need anything."
Ye Lingran bit her lip. She felt a bit embarrassed to ask him, considering he was currently a patient, and being the President of Yun Group, he probably had never done such things before.
When Yun Qi found a soup bowl and placed it on the table next to her, he looked at the already opened vegetable and at porridge, and with a smile he asked: "Will this do?"
Ye Lingran glanced at the bowl he brought over and nodded: "Yes, it will do."
"It slls so good, and looks delicious." Yun Qi inhaled the aroma wafting from the two pots, and suddenly felt his appetite increase, with an urge to taste it.
Hearing his sincere complint, Ye Lingran felt a bit embarrassed and smiled, lowering her head to continue with the cooking, not responding to his words. Yun Qi, watching her gentle actions, raised his brows and curiously asked: "Do you often cook at ho?"
"Yes, whenever I have ti, I usually do it myself."
"Any signature dishes?"
"Signature dishes?"
"Yes."
"Well... it’s hard to say, but... Cen Jin and the others have tried my spicy crab and said it’s really delicious, and also the braised beef I’m making now."
A aningful look flashed in Yun Qi’s eyes: "I wonder if I’ll have the chance to try your spicy crab in the future."
Ye Lingran was montarily taken aback, instinctively glancing sideways at him. She couldn’t tell if it was her imagination, but she felt there was a special aning behind his words that made her heart skip a beat. She lowered her head and chuckled lightly: "Next ti... if there’s a chance, I’ll definitely let you try it."
"Alright, I’ll be waiting eagerly for it."
"Okay."
"Besides making food for Cen Jin and the others, have you cooked for anyone else?" Yun Qi paused, asking in a probing tone, his gaze fixed intently on her serene and delicate profile.
"Yes! My parents and my grandmother."
"No one else?"
While chopping green onions, Ye Lingran thought seriously, shook her head with a smile, and without much thought, said: "No, my social circle is pretty simple. Aside from the studio and Cen Jin and Shi Shufei, it’s just ho. My parents often travel for work and aren’t ho, so you’re actually the first person, aside from my dad, to eat my cooking..." As she spoke, Ye Lingran turned her head to look at him. eting his gentle eyes, her voice halted abruptly, and the smile on her face froze as she realized she might have said sothing wrong.
"Oh, is that so? I really feel quite honored." After hearing her words, a very cheerful smile appeared on Yun Qi’s handso face, even extending the tone of his voice deliberately, raising it significantly.
Ye Lingran blushed, quickly turned her head away, and stopped talking, though she couldn’t help but let the corners of her mouth lift ever so slightly.
As the sky outside turned completely dark, Ye Lingran finished cooking the al. She made braised beef with carrots, stewed winter lon in soy sauce, and vegetable and lean at porridge. Since he had just recovered from a high fever today, it wasn’t suitable for him to eat anything too greasy, so she kept the dishes simple. The braised beef was made to ensure he had so at for nutrition, as carrots are good for energy and boosting the immune system, and there were just the two of them, so making too much would be wasteful.
When she finally brought up the beef, it was too hot, and without gloves, Ye Lingran ended up burning herself while carrying it to the table. Her face twisted slightly in pain.
Just as Yun Qi ca out of the restroom, he saw her quickly place the beef on the table, shaking her hand vigorously, touching her ear, and stamping her feet lightly. He quickly furrowed his brows, walked over, and grabbed her hand to look at it, noticing her fingertips were a bit red. He asked with pursed lips: "It’s so hot, why didn’t you use sothing to wrap it or call for help?"
Suddenly having her hand grabbed, Ye Lingran was slightly stunned. Hearing the reproach in his voice from behind, she instinctively turned to look at him, her red lips parted gently, and she slowly said: "I... couldn’t find the gloves."
"No gloves? Wasn’t there a towel?"
Ye Lingran smiled, retracting her hand: "It’s alright, I’ll run it under water to soothe it." With that, she turned to the kitchen, turned on the tap, making sure not to use hot water to ease her hand, and then said: "Would you mind grabbing the bowls and chopsticks?"
Yun Qi walked over, looking at her hand: "Are you sure you’re okay?"
"Yes, I’m fine."
"Don’t do that again next ti."
"Alright."
After they both sat at the dining table, Ye Lingran took the bowl in front of him, filled it with porridge, and pushed it toward him with a smile: "Try it, see if the seasoning is okay, if the taste is to your liking?"
Yun Qi picked up a spoon, tasted it, and, with a smile, raised his eyebrows: "It’s delicious."
"That’s good." Ye Lingran smiled knowingly. Seeing that it was inconvenient for him to use his hand, she purposely brought an extra pair of chopsticks and a serving plate to help him with the dishes. Every ti she saw his serving plate empty, she would proactively help him get more food. Seeing his appetite was clearly better than at noon, she felt much relieved.
His actions were also a kind of recognition of her cooking skills, which might be the ntality of soone who loves cooking like she does!
She always felt happy seeing others enjoy her food.
When they were almost done eating, there was still a lot left of the beef since she made quite a bit, and the porridge too, while the winter lon only had a few pieces left. Just when she started to worry, the doorbell rang. Yun Qi was about to get up, but Ye Lingran quickly said: "You sit, I’ll get it." Saying that, she was already on her way to the door to open it.
Standing outside were Shao Min and Chai Jie, who weren’t surprised to see her. They greeted her cheerfully, and as soon as Shao Min walked into the house, they could sll the strong aroma of the food. Shao Min said: "Wow, it slls amazing! Miss Ye, what delicious food are you and President Yun having?"
Ye Lingran couldn’t help but smile and asked: "Have you eaten yet?"
"Not yet! We ca back right after finishing our work to report the progress to President Yun."
"Great timing, I cooked dinner, and there’s extra for you to eat while you report your work. I’ll get you so bowls." Ye Lingran, who never had much sense of boss-subordinate barriers, didn’t mind sharing.
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