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

"They walked up there. It's not a good idea for us to take the elevator, right?" Xi Yujia asked doubtfully.

"They are old, they should walk and exercise, otherwise they will only know how to bully my Jiajia." Ji Beixiao's words were a little cold, as if these words did not sound like the person who had just been acting coquettishly with Xi Yujia.

"Don't say that. At worst we won't survive, but they are your family. What can you do to them?" Xi Yujia smiled, not worried at all that Ji Beixiao would be unhappy.

The elevator on the third floor opened, Xi Yujia walked out, and they just reached the third floor. Ji Beixiao smiled and said, "I choose Jiajia, so I don't care about others." Ji Beixiao looked at others and said this, his voice was not small, but not loud. Bai Shuyi, who heard this, turned around and looked at Ji Beixiao.

Xi Yujia was the shortest among them. Perhaps height was the first factor that filtered out Xi Yujia from the selection of a daughter-in-law. Xi Yujia smiled and pushed Ji Beixiao away a little. She felt that he was a little pretentious.

Ji Beixiao smiled and walked towards the box with everyone, and Xi Yujia was also led in. Ji Beixiao's grandfather said, "Add a chair."

"Jia Jia, sit with me for a while. Are you hungry?" Ji Beixiao looked at Xi Yujia with a smile.

"Not bad. My father picked up a lot of dishes for me that he thought were very nutritious at night." Xi Yujia smiled, and then she noticed someone was looking at her, so she smiled and said, "In my father's eyes, his daughter will never have enough to eat or enough clothes to wear."

The waiter placed a chair between Ji Beixiao and Ji Tangyan. Ji Beixiao pulled his chair a little to the other side, pulled Xi Yujia's chair closer to his chair, and then pulled Xi Yujia to sit down.

The waiter brought the tableware, and the knives and forks were placed randomly, obviously different from the way others placed them. Xi Yujia smiled, and Ji Beixiao asked, "Do you want to wash these dishes?" It is to wash the dishes before eating.

"No need." Xi Yujia looked at him with a smile.

"Where is Jia Jia from? How old is she this year? Not as old as our Bei Xiao, right?" asked an elder of Ji Beixiao, and the laughter somewhat stole the limelight from Ji Beixiao's mother.

"I don't want to talk about it." Xi Yujia's words were somewhat inconsistent with that, and he said to Ji Beixiao with a smile: "I don't need to say it's okay, right?"

"No!" Ji Beixiao was frightened by this, but still talked to her with a smile.

"Did you smoke tonight?" Xi Yujia asked him curiously.

"I smoked two." When Ji Beixiao was asked this, he sat up straight and became nervous.

"What is Jia Jia doing in the United States?" Ji Beixiao's grandfather asked with a smile.

"My job?" Xi Yujia smiled, watching Ji Beixiao picking up food for her. Ji Beixiao smiled, and kept smiling. Then Xi Yujia looked at Ji Beixiao's grandfather and said, "Arguing with people and confronting them should be considered my job."

Everyone just looked at Xi Yujia with a smile. Perhaps now Xi Yujia was actually just a clown being watched by everyone, and everyone could find reasons to laugh at her.

Ji Beixiao's heart skipped a beat as he looked at these people. The smile on his face disappeared, and he said in a serious and unfamiliar tone: "Jia Jia's job is to communicate with many professors. Now she is a university professor. Do you have any questions?"

"No! Can't you tell that you are already a professor at such a young age?" Ji Beixiao's second aunt Yang Rufen said with a smile.

"Why would you laugh at her if there is nothing wrong?" Ji Beixiao asked without any stage fright.

"Hey!" Xi Yujia pulled Ji Beixiao's wrist with his left hand and said with a smile: "You will still be relatives in the future, so don't have conflicts because of me. It's not worth it."

"What Jia Jia said makes sense. Beixiao, pick some food for Jia Jia! After all, some dishes are not that good to look at." Ji Beixiao's cousin said with a smile.

"You are a noble person, you are aloof, and you have high standards." Ji Beixiao was really throwing a broken jar on the floor tonight. Everyone kept asking questions. Most people relied on Ji Beixiao's parents' company for work, but they still relied on their status as elders to talk nonsense, and his parents did not choose to speak up for him.

"Oh! How can you say that?" Xi Yujia smiled, "What does this porridge taste like?" Xi Yujia didn't care what others said to her.