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

In the past two days, Ji Beixiao has almost sorted out the things he moved from Xi Yujia.

In particular, the sofa was moved to the living room at the back.

There is also a lazy sofa placed in Ji Beixiao’s gym area in the basement.

Ji Beixiao said that if Xi Yujia wanted to watch him exercise in the future, there were seats available, but Xi Yujia mercilessly laughed at him.

"You said I watched you exercise? You want to exercise on me, right? Shameless man." Xi Yujia said that this man had too many thoughts.

Xi Yujia didn't have time to watch him exercise as he had too much work to do, and Ji Beixiao usually got up in the morning to exercise in the gym.

In fact, sometimes Xi Yujia was still worried about what would happen if the barbell weighing dozens of kilograms crushed him, but Ji Beixiao said that would not happen, as he only did simple exercises at home and did not need a very strong bench press.

Xi Yujia said he didn't understand what it meant.

"Don't be like this, I still, I am still very masculine." Ji Beixiao just smiled happily.

But today, when Xi Yujia was sitting in a wheelchair and accompanying Ji Beixiao to cook, she didn't say a word.

When Ji Beixiao handed Xi Yujia the yogurt, he asked her, "Why are you so silent?"

"Because I feel that being a professor is very difficult, and the most difficult thing is supervising graduate students." Xi Yujia feels that teaching is so easy, and that everything will be fine after teaching the class.

"Relax." Ji Beixiao said with a smile.

"It's not you who is supervising the graduate students, so of course you should be relieved!" Xi Yujia mocked Ji Beixiao coldly.

"There's nothing we can do about it, right?" Ji Beixiao smiled happily.

Ji Beixiao was doing the thing at hand.

"What you need to think about is that Harvard graduate students are the top ones. The professors at other graduate students from not-so-good schools don't even have any feelings for them!" Ji Beixiao smiled.

"I can't be as good as them." Xi Yujia looked like, how can this be compared?

"But in the United States, graduate students in the top 100 universities all have their own advantages." Ji Beixiao said, don't worry too much.

"It's just to increase economic income anyway." Xi Yujia sighed: "My salary won't increase by a cent."

Ji Beixiao just smiled and comforted her. After all, Xi Yujia didn't make money from these things.

During dinner, Xi Yujia still looked a little sad.

Ji Beixiao said: "Is it like this every time you have your period?"

"Yeah!" Xi Yujia said that he would, "But I did encounter some terrible things. Fortunately, I will have no classes in a month."

"Today is the 10th. Didn't you say that you might have a day off on the th?" Ji Beixiao said.

Ji Beixiao picked up some food for Xi Yujia. Perhaps, it was because of his wife. Otherwise, who would care so much about what their graduate students are like?

So many university professors just teach students, and if the students cannot graduate it has nothing to do with the professors.

"It's so frustrating, Ji Beixiao. I feel like I want to be happy but I can't smile. The food you cook is so delicious." Xi Yujia said with a sad face.

When Ji Beixiao heard Xi Yujia say this, he was actually very happy.

Xi Yujia didn’t want to eat the food cooked by Ji Beixiao, nor did he say that the food he cooked was not delicious. On the contrary, Xi Yujia liked it very much.

With just such a sentence, Ji Beixiao could be happy for a long time and would not be unhappy because of Xi Yujia.

"I know, don't think too much." Ji Beixiao smiled and asked her to drink some water.

"Am I thinking too much? But I just can't be happy at all. Ah! I feel like I am sorry for such delicious braised pork ribs and spicy chicken wings. I feel like I am guilty." Xi Yujia looked at Ji Beixiao aggrievedly.

Ji Beixiao felt a little uncomfortable because Xi Yujia had a poor appetite, but he also wanted Xi Yujia to eat more.

"Being fat is not a crime, but I would be guilty if I could not hold you." Ji Beixiao smiled happily.

Xi Yujia picked up a piece of chicken wing and ate it. She knew how to eat it, but she just wouldn't praise Ji Beixiao.

"Isn't it too late to feel guilty then?" Xi Yujia asked, "Rub my legs more at night. I think I should exercise more."

Actually, she wanted to smile for Ji Beixiao, but she found it difficult. Her smile would not look good, so it would be better not to smile!

"No problem." Ji Beixiao said with a smile.

While Xi Yujia went upstairs and lay on the bed replying to emails, Ji Beixiao went downstairs to exercise on the treadmill.