The young master stopped being a CEO and started learning how to cook

Xi Qiuliang was smiling but actually cursed in his heart. But he couldn't help it because this was his daughter! Her happiness was the most important thing. Xi Qiuliang said in dialect: "Aren't you in love?" It seemed like he was talking about your boyfriend? Why don't you welcome them?

"Are you blaming him for not coming to pick you up?" Xi Yujia said with a smile, "He really wanted to come, but I asked him to cook at home. Auntie, would you like to show off your cooking skills?" Xi Yujia really wanted to cook He Yingying's dishes, but didn't know how to say it.

He Yingying smiled and spoke in dialect: "Oh! Didn't you say your boyfriend is from Suzhou? Everything I cook is spicy, I was afraid he wouldn't be used to it." He Yingying smiled and hugged Xi Yujia first.

After letting He Yingying go, Xi Yujia said with a smile: "I don't know if he is from Suzhou yet. He will definitely be able to get used to it by then. If he can't eat it, I will definitely not force myself."

He took them to the parking lot, and then sent them to the hotel. After putting their things away, he took the specialties and Xi Yujia to Ji Beixiao's house.

Ji Beixiao at home was ready to show off his cooking skills, but he received a call from Xi Yujia asking him to prepare less, as her aunt would cook a few dishes for them to eat together. Ji Beixiao was thinking about what to prepare. In fact, he felt embarrassed for not picking them up, after all, they were Jia Jia's family.

Ji Beixiao was wondering whether Xi Yujia didn’t like the dishes he cooked, and whether his cooking skills had made no progress despite being praised for half a year.

Xi Yujia was holding hands with her smiling sister Xi Zirui and entered through the front door, so they walked towards the living room in the front yard. Xi Qiuliang and He Yingying were carrying things, which felt like a gift of meeting.

Ji Beixiao heard the noise and hurried to open the door. He saw Xi Yujia smiling and holding her sister Xi Zirui. Ji Beixiao smiled and said, "Uncle and aunt are here, and my sister, are you Xi Zirui?"

"Brother." Xi Zirui said with a smile.

"What brother? If you want to call him uncle, he can give birth to you." Xi Yujia said bluntly and motioned Ji Beixiao to pick up the things in He Yingying's hand.

Ji Beixiao smiled and said, "Don't teach your sister anything wrong. I'm the older brother, so let me carry it!" Ji Beixiao then carried the things for He Yingying.

"Mom said to call me brother." Xi Zirui smiled proudly, as if he knew what to say, "Brother is so handsome."

"If it weren't for this face, I, your sister, would not look down on him!" Xi Yujia smiled and led her into the house. After passing the entrance hall, there was the living room on the left, the dining room on the right, and the stairs straight ahead.

"Yes, Auntie, how do I store this thing?" Ji Beixiao asked with a smile.

"Put it in the fridge. Oh! Jia Jia said before that she wouldn't show us any photos of you." He Yingying smiled and said in unstandard Mandarin (speak louder in dialect): "Xiao Ji is so handsome."

"Thank you, Auntie. Where should I put what I'm holding in my hand?" Ji Beixiao walked towards the kitchen and asked.

"This is wine." Xi Qiuliang said. His Mandarin is still not standard after all these years but he is very confident. He would politely use some erhua sounds to indicate that he is speaking Mandarin.

"At my college graduation ceremony, my father told me that cigarettes abroad are incredibly expensive. This time, he said he saw the regulations and only brought one cigarette per person, saying he wanted to smoke frugally." Xi Yujia said with a smile, and took Xi Zirui to the living room.

Then He Yingying looked around the house and asked Ji Beixiao how much the house cost. He Yingying smiled and asked him, "Little Ji! How much did you pay for this house?" In fact, He Yingying is only a few years older than Ji Beixiao, because He Yingying is only ten years older than Xi Yujia.

"Look, my aunt knows you're a rich second-generation just by looking at your face." Xi Yujia smiled and carried Xi Zirui to the sofa to sit down, and gave her an apple for her to chew on.

Ji Beixiao came over from the kitchen and said with a smile, "Just three million."

"Only three million?" He Yingying asked, "Is it really that little?"

"Auntie, do you believe it? I don't believe it anyway." Xi Yujia said politely, as if to say, "Don't be fooled by him."