The world's most sassy sweet wife

Yu Ziqing withdrew her thoughts and asked with a smile, "What do you all want to eat?"

Chu Xinhao was pleasantly surprised to find that she was a little different from what she usually saw.

When she was outside, she had a cold demeanor and a guarded look, as if she was indifferent to everything and looked at everything coldly.

But in front of her, when facing the child, the fierce aura on her body completely melted into a gentle light.

It turned out that this was her other side.

It can be said that he will always be the one who cheers the most, raising his hands excitedly, "Mum, I want to eat five-spice roast chicken!"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "Okay."

Ke Xin was the second to speak, "Then I'll choose grilled fish."

Cutie raised her glasses, and hurriedly followed, "Oufen Yuanzi."

Yu Ziqing happily agreed, "I'll do it all for you."

Chu Xinhao is very envious of this family atmosphere. They must be very happy living together every day.

Yu Ziqing looked at him who was in a daze, and asked, "What about you?"

Chu Xinhao was stunned for a moment, "Me? I can do anything."

Yu Ziqing had nothing to do with him, and said, "Don't be cautious, this is not a shooting location, and there are no cameras watching you. Relax. You can also talk about food."

Chu Xinhao thought for a while and said, "Then lettuce in oyster sauce."

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "You're very polite."

This dish uses less ingredients, takes less time, and is simple to make.

This is to make her cooking easier.

Chu Xinhao looked around and asked, "Why don't I cook?"

Without doing something, he doesn't know where to put himself, whether sitting or standing.

How could Yu Ziqing let guests cook, let alone she invited them to dinner.

But she also saw that he was a little uncomfortable, and said, "Or you can help me."

Chu Xinhao readily agreed, "Okay."

When he came to the kitchen, Chu Xinhao only had one feeling in his heart.

Every corner of her home is very warm.

Yu Ziqing was also polite, "You wash the dishes, I'll tidy up the extra ingredients and put them in the refrigerator."

Chu Xinhao responded, "Okay."

He washed his hands first, and then picked out the chicken, fish and other ingredients that needed to be used.

The two of them are so busy with their own work, with a clear division of labor.

Chu Xinhao never thought that he would have such an experience.

In a trance, it seems that they live together.

This feeling is very warm and comfortable.

Today is a lucky day, perhaps only once in a lifetime, and he will always remember this moment.

Yu Ziqing packed up the refrigerator and glanced at the chopping board.

Chu Xinhao stacked the washed and cut vegetables neatly, even the chopped green onions could not wait to arrange them neatly.

She laughed, "Do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

"Ah?" Chu Xinhao was stunned, "No."

After he finished speaking, he understood what she meant, and pursed his lips shyly.

He just wanted to do what she told her to do well.

Seeing that there was nothing in the kitchen that needed help, Yu Ziqing wanted him to go out and stay.

But before she could speak, Chu Xinhao asked, "Can I stay and watch you cook?"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "It's all home-cooked food, nothing to see."

Chu Xinhao pursed his lips, "I heard that you are the closed disciple of Yan Honghui, an internationally famous chef. I have seen videos of your cooking, and I think you are very good."

Yu Ziqing is used to people mentioning this now, anyway, Mr. Yan is indeed her master.

As for being surrounded by people cooking, it's no big deal.

She said indifferently, "You can watch it if you want."

Chu Xinhao said happily, "I...can I record a video?"

While busy with the work in hand, Yu Ziqing said, "It's up to you."

Chu Xinhao took out his mobile phone and stood quietly at the door. Under his camera, Yu Ziqing finished a few dishes in an orderly manner.

At this moment, a strange fragrance floated over.

Chu Xinhao's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly asked, "What kind of fragrance is this?"

He can be sure that it is not the aroma of the dishes.

Yu Ziqing turned on the rice cooker, and a richer aroma radiated from it.

"What kind of rice is this?" Chu Xinhao exclaimed, "I've never smelled such delicious rice."

Could it be that it is so delicious because it came from her hands?
Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "This type of rice is not common."

For this pot of rice, she used Lingmi and Lingshui.

I always ask Chu Xinhao for help, so I use this to thank him.

After eating, it not only nourishes the body, but also treats minor ailments in the body by the way.

To put it bluntly, rice and water are actually not important, what is important is aura.

But these things, she doesn't need to tell others.

It is estimated that no one would believe this, and they might think she was crazy.

At the dinner table, Yu Ziqing held the orange juice and said to him, "I wish you an early reunion with your family."

She guessed that this person probably missed his family, so he was always depressed.

Chu Xinhao thanked them politely, "Although I miss them occasionally, I don't look forward to seeing them anymore."

Ke Yan asked curiously while eating, "If you miss your family, why don't you look forward to meeting them?"

Chu Xinhao looked at him enviously, "Because I haven't seen them for too long."

Ke Yan still didn't understand, "It's been so long since I saw you, don't you want to see me more?"

Chu Xinhao smiled helplessly.

Seeing him like this, Yu Ziqing felt very uncomfortable, and comforted her, "Don't be so pessimistic, maybe one day there will be a miracle."

Chu Xinhao said with a smile, "Things like miracles have never had anything to do with me."

His experience from childhood to adulthood has made him have no longing for the future.

When he escaped from the traffickers' dens again and again, and was caught back again and again, he no longer believed in miracles.

However, the first time he encountered a miracle in his life was when he met Yu Ziqing when he was a child.

If she hadn't saved him, he might have become a disabled beggar by now.

That was the only time, it seemed that the god of fate took a nap and made him encounter a miracle.

After that, he worked hard for what he wanted, tried to make himself shine, and tried to let many people see himself.

I have been working hard, but the harder I try, the more confused I become.

Yu Ziqing knew about his background, so she could naturally understand his feelings.

"Did you choose to be a star because you wanted them to see you?" she asked.

Chu Xinhao looked surprised, and suddenly smiled, "You are really amazing."

No one ever knew why he became a star, even if he was interviewed before, his reply was very official.

He said it was his dream, but it wasn't.

He just felt that this method would allow his family to see him.

He always looks a little like someone in the family, right?

After so many years, he has worked hard enough to become the so-called top class, but no one came to him.

That's why he felt that maybe his family had forgotten him, or didn't want to recognize him.

He even used extraordinary means to find their clues, but found nothing.