dumb boy

The porridge was stewed on a small fire on the marble kitchen counter, and the white mist drifted out from the cracks in the pot lid, filling the entire kitchen with a rich aroma.

Shen Xia wore an apron with a thin belt tied behind her, outlining the boy's slender and beautiful waistline.

It smells good.

The boy stared at the boiling casserole with his round eyes, like a curious little milk cat, stretching out his paws to pull the lid of the pot.

"what......"

Shen Xia who hastily picked up the lid of the casserole burned her fingers, let out a small scream, and hurriedly put the hot lid aside.

He had never cooked before, and today was the first time, so he naturally didn't know to wear gloves for protection.

The boy's white and tender fingers were already hot red as expected.

Because of the pain, Shen Xia's dark and translucent eyes were filled with a layer of water, and she sniffed aggrievedly, but was speechless again.

At this moment, Aunt Li came back and saw Young Master Shen holding up his red hands and looking like he was about to cry without tears. She was so frightened that she hurriedly put the ingredients she had just taken from the storage room on the table, and held Shen Xia's hand. Put your hands under the cold water and rush: "Young Master Shen, I've only been out for a while, why are you messing around with things?!"

"Ahh..." Shen Xia only had one hand to move, and gestured to her aggrievedly.

I thought it was ready and wanted to try it.

Aunt Li was overwhelmed by this little ancestor: "It's not good, this chicken porridge with mushrooms will be stewed for a long time. Young Master Shen, otherwise, you can go back to the living room to rest, and leave the rest to me."

Shen Xia gestured with one hand with difficulty and said: "No, this is the porridge I cooked for Yan Qian, I have to keep looking at it."

"Yan Qian likes to drink something with a stronger taste, I want to taste if it needs to be seasoned."

"No wonder Young Master Shen has been lingering in the kitchen today trying to learn how to cook, so it's because of Mr. Qin." Aunt Li took care of Shen Xia's finger injury, brought Shen Xia a small chair, and asked him to sit beside her. "The young master is sitting here looking at the pot, and my aunt is going to cook other dishes. After the stew is finished, my aunt will tell you and you can taste it."

Shen Xia nodded in agreement.

Aunt Li was washing the dishes, and occasionally glanced at Shen Xia who was sitting obediently in front of the kitchen counter.

The boy was very obedient, sitting quietly on the chair, with his arms on his knees, his hands on his face, and he watched the fire seriously.

Aunt Li, who knew something inside, suddenly felt pity for this silly little mute.

Qin Yanqian is Shen Xia's fiancé. The two were childhood sweethearts. They entered into a marriage contract a year ago. They are currently living together and plan to get married this month.

In fact, they should have gotten married a long time ago, but it was only because Qin Yanqian disagreed that they dragged it off until now.

Anyone who has stayed in the Qin family can tell that Qin Yanqian doesn't love Shen Xia.

Only this little mute doesn't know it, he is indulging in the joy of marrying the person he likes every day, and now he gestures on a whim, saying that Qianqian said before that he likes gentle and virtuous people, and he wants to learn to cook for Qin Yanqian!

Little fool.

Aunt Li sighed again.

At this time, there was a sound outside the door, and a servant said: "Mr. Qin, you are back."

Shen Xia immediately straightened up like a little rabbit, looked towards the living room, her bright eyes were full of wanting to go outside, and she looked at the porridge still cooking on the kitchen counter in embarrassment.

"Master Shen, let's go see Mr. Qin first, I'm here, I won't let the porridge get muddy." Aunt Li said warmly.

Shen Xia let out a happy cry, gestured politely and thanked Auntie, and happily ran towards the living room.

When he went out, the man was standing in the living room looking at what the butler had given him. The well-tailored black suit perfectly showed the man's wide shoulders and thin waist. His legs were long and straight, comparable to models.

Qin Yanqian heard the sound of the boy's slippers, raised his head, saw Shen Xia running towards him with a happy face, and frowned imperceptibly.

Although the face is handsome, the man has always had no expression on his face, and he has a cold temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away. Only Shen Xia, who has lived with him since childhood, is not afraid of the man's ice face, and hugs him happily. Stopped him, and called out twice.

Qin Yanqian put down the paper in his hand, and patted the boy's thin back perfunctorily: "Xia Xia, you smell like rice, don't stick to me."

Only then did Shen Xia realize that he had just come out of the kitchen. He knew that Qin Yanqian was a bit obsessed with cleanliness, so he let go of the man and took a step back. He said embarrassedly, and gestured with his hand: "I'm so happy to see Yanqian coming back."

The man was on a business trip for the company, and they hadn't seen each other for almost a week.

After not seeing each other for a long time, Shen Xia gestured happily: "I have learned Yan Qian's favorite chicken soup these days, and it will be stewed in a while!"

After making gestures, the little mute raised his head and looked at the man with bright black eyes, hoping that Qin Yanqian would praise himself.

But the man only responded with a cold hum.

Shen Xia felt a little disappointed, but thinking that the man must be tired after traveling for so long, she nodded obediently.

Qin Yanqian returned the paper in his hand to the housekeeper and said, "Leave these matters to those teams. You don't need to ask me." Then he went straight upstairs.

The butler looked at the wedding schedule in his hand, then at Young Master Shen who was staring at the man's back, and sighed.

The young master is out of his mind, and the other one doesn't care about it at all. I really don't know what the wedding will be like.

When having dinner, Shen Xia deliberately put the chicken soup into a small bowl and brought it in front of the man.

But Qin Yanqian only took a sip, and never touched this steaming delicious chicken soup again.

It's not that it's not delicious, the little mute's cooking skills are surprisingly good, but Qin Yanqian no longer has the appetite to continue drinking as long as he sees the expectant eyes from the boy sitting opposite him.

Are you so happy to marry him?

Ever since he came back, the corners of the boy's lips have not dropped, and there is always a smile on his handsome fair face.

But he was not happy at all.

What fun is there in marrying a fool.

Ever since Qin Yanqian got engaged to a boy, he had heard others laughing at him behind his back for eating soft food.

That's right, the Shen family has a great career and has helped him a lot in his career, but he is not a waste. When the Qin family was shoulder to shoulder with the Shen family before, would those people dare to point and point at him like they are now?

Thinking about this, Qin Yanqian's handsome face became colder and colder, and the silly smile on the boy's face in front of him seemed to confirm the ridicule of those people towards him.

The man narrowed his narrow and dark eyes slightly, met the gaze of the little mute who was full of expectation for his evaluation, and said in a bad tone: "What are you laughing at?"

"Don't you know that you look ugly when you smile?"

Qin Yanqian said coldly: "Stop showing such expressions in front of others in the future, it's embarrassing."