Capítulo 800: Chapter 801: Su Changfeng Can Cook?
Yang Wenwen noticed that Yue Qingshan wasn’t prepared to continue the conversation, so she could only regard Yue Qingshan’s previous remarks as a joke, possibly just a playful tease to mock Su Changfeng in a different way. Soone like her, a goddess, couldn’t possibly be interested in Su Changfeng, right? And secretly aspiring to climb into Su Changfeng’s bed—what a global joke!
As the kitchen began to emit sporadic scents, Yang Wenwen, who was watching TV in the living room, could no longer keep her composure.
She didn’t believe in Su Changfeng’s cooking skills, nor did she believe he could make a delicious al. But now, what’s with these mouth-watering aromas?
Yang Wenwen couldn’t help swallowing her saliva and asked Yue Qingshan, “Is Su Changfeng really as amazing as you say?”
“Of course, and Su Changfeng’s abilities aren’t limited to just this aspect; you simply haven’t experienced them,” Yue Qingshan nodded and said.
In Yue Qingshan’s mind, Su Changfeng was the most perfect man in the world, impossible to find any flaws in; otherwise, she wouldn’t be so deeply engrossed.
Yang Wenwen heard this and pursed her lips. Since her first impression of Su Changfeng wasn’t great, even now, she was unwilling to admit Su Changfeng was superb, yet so facts before her eyes left her unable to deny it.
The tempting 4 dishes and 1 soup looked mouth-watering after they were prepared. Yang Wenwen, sitting by the dining table, remained skeptical as she asked Su Changfeng, “Did you make all of these? You wouldn’t have secretly ordered takeout behind my and Miss Yue’s backs, would you?”
“Your na written backward should be enough as a reminder,” Su Changfeng said with a smile.
Yang Wenwen heard this and pouted unhappily, realizing she had spoken too boastfully earlier; now it was too late to regret. Her earlier claim that Su Changfeng ordered takeout was just her dying struggle.
She sat on the sofa in the living room the entire ti while Su Changfeng was cooking. If takeaway was indeed ordered, unless the delivery person wore invisible clothes, it wouldn’t have been unseen.
“When did I say sothing like that? You must be hallucinating,” she looked down and replied.
“Hurry up and eat. After you’re full, go ho; I have other matters to discuss with Yue Qingshan,” Su Changfeng reminded Yang Wenwen.
Yang Wenwen was stunned. She imdiately felt disdain towards Su Changfeng.
What could there be to discuss?
What could a single man and woman possibly have to discuss alone?
He’s really a lecher.
While Yang Wenwen internally scorned Su Changfeng, Yue Qingshan began to hope for sothing to happen tonight with Su Changfeng.
Just as she thought before, even if she cannot win Su Changfeng’s heart, at least she’d gain his physical affection—and in this lifeti, she wouldn’t have any regrets.
Once Yang Wenwen tried a bite of Su Changfeng’s dish, her chopsticks couldn’t stop. She plunged entirely into these delightful delicacies, eating with remarkable ‘ferocity’!
Conversely, Yue Qingshan appeared extrely cautious throughout the al, worrying about ruining her perfectly made-up appearance. She needed to maintain her most pristine image to present before Su Changfeng.
After dinner, Yang Wenwen left with her rounded belly, while Su Changfeng cleared up everything. After washing the dishes, he returned to the living room.
Yue Qingshan was a bit tense. She felt that this was sothing she had never experienced before, although she had been anticipating it for a long ti; her heart was mixed with a bit of concern.
“Don’t be so nervous. I’m not planning to do anything to you. I just want you to help
think of ideas on how I should spend my money,” Su Changfeng said to Yue Qingshan.
“Spend money extravagantly?” Yue Qingshan raised her head, looking puzzled at Su Changfeng.
“Exactly, I want to spend money like a prodigal, just living like a spendthrift,” Su Changfeng replied.
Even though Su Changfeng was from a prestigious family, he didn’t have the fortune like other rich heirs or heiresses.
Being marginalized by his family since childhood, he’d never lived a life of reckless spending, and now in a short ti, he couldn’t fathom how to spend money as a genuine prodigal.
Su Changfeng wasn’t clear on Shangguan Sichen’s intentions for sending him to M Country to sort out affairs, but he planned to create an image for Shangguan Sichen that was unexpectedly tied to the core of this trip.
Shangguan Sichen hoped Su Changfeng would lose himself amidst wealth and beauty.
Su Changfeng, on the other hand, intended to use his portrayals of indulgence and extravagance to mislead Shangguan Sichen into believing he was particularly easy to control.
Of course, spending money is simple, but doing so to appear like a lawless rich child is a skill.
“Is your brain acting up or did you co across so money suddenly?” Yue Qingshan asked puzzledly.
“Don’t ask about the source of the money. Just guide
on how to spend it,” Su Changfeng said.
“Humph, I don’t know how to spend money!” Yue Qingshan said as if sulking, having co over hoping for so developnts with Su Changfeng. But it turned out he only invited her for such trivial matters, making her particularly angry.
“Currently, you are the esteed Miss Yue of the Chinese Town of M Country, so you must know how, right?” Su Changfeng said. “You’re the only one who can help
now.”
“No problem, if you want
to help, first help , then I’ll help you,” Yue Qingshan said.
“How do you want
to help you?” Su Changfeng asked curiously.
Yue Qingshan stood up, extended her tender hand towards Su Changfeng, and said, “Take
to your room.”
Upon hearing this, Su Changfeng’s eyelids twitched furiously; I must say this behavior was a bit upfront, to ntion such terms face-to-face.
Although Su Changfeng had been cornered by Yue Qingshan in the n’s bathroom before, he had already rejected her face-to-face many tis. Who would have thought Yue Qingshan still harbored such thoughts?
“You know well that I could never do anything to betray Han Xue,” Su Changfeng said calmly.
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