Mingxiu Mountain Villa was bathed in gentle morning light, and the birds within the villa were chirping away, urging everyone to wake up early.
Wen Xueqian slowly opened her eyes in her sleep, instinctively turning her head to snuggle into Liu Shiwei’s arms, only to suddenly find that he was no longer in bed.
Only so wrinkles on the sheets silently proved his previous presence.
"He might have gotten up early to ditate..."
She muttered to herself, without dwelling too much on the thought.
Stretching lazily, she gracefully rose from bed, walked to the window, and gently pulled the curtain which obediently slid aside.
She stood by the window, basking in the morning’s tranquility and beauty, feeling refreshed and extrely comfortable with the open view.
After glancing at the ti, she drew the curtains closed again, tidied up her slightly disheveled nightgown, hesitated for a mont, and ultimately decided not to wear a coat, directly pushing open the bedroom door and walked out.
However.
Still no sign of Liu Shiwei!
"Where did he go?" Wen Xueqian whispered to herself, looking around.
She inadvertently saw herself in the corridor mirror, her hair ssy and her eyes slightly puffy after waking up—still beautiful, but she was nonetheless startled.
Not bothering to look for Liu Shiwei, she hurried back to the bedroom to grab her facial cleanser and skincare products, starting to wash up and groom herself.
After a while, Wen Xueqian finally finished her personal grooming and walked downstairs briskly.
Unexpectedly...
As soon as she stepped down the stairs, she sensed a strange atmosphere.
She saw the chef standing outside the kitchen door, looking very tense.
Upon seeing Wen Xueqian coming down the stairs, he greeted her respectfully, "Madam..."
Wen Xueqian looked at the chef quizzically, "What’s wrong? Chef Ge, why are you today..."
Before she could finish speaking, the sliding door of the kitchen suddenly opened...
The next mont...
Liu Shiwei’s figure appeared behind the door.
He was wearing a blue apron of Princess Elsa, with lace trim at the edges.
This outfit ford a sharp contrast to the image of Liu Shiwei she had in her mind.
Consequently.
She was instantly stunned in place, her face showing an expression of disbelief.
Seeing her, Liu Shiwei’s chubby face blossod into a gentle smile: "Honey, you’re up?"
"Honey... what are you doing?"
Wen Xueqian frowned slightly, her gaze moving downward to his flour-covered hands, her curiosity growing larger like a snowball.
Liu Shiwei’s face bead with a smile, "Pork buns..."
Speaking, he raised his chin, indicating, "Honey, go sit in the living room for a bit, I’ll call you when it’s ready!"
After finishing, he turned back to the stove and resud his busy mode.
The kitchen of the Liu family was spacious and bright, but at the mont it seed sowhat chaotic, not a single free corner was easy to find.
Liu Shiwei had a bowl filled with stuffing in front of him, holding a soy sauce bottle in his left hand and a yellow wine bottle in his right, his eyes fixed on a small lit screen on the wall, constantly adding ingredients to the bowl.
"First pour the yellow wine, oh right, how much yellow wine was it? Got it, just right amount..."
He muttered, pouring about half a bottle of yellow wine into the bowl.
"And the soy sauce also needs to be just right..."
He mumbled again, rcilessly pouring half a bottle of soy sauce in there too.
"A pinch of salt..."
He continued to chant, then picked up the salt box and added three large spoonfuls of salt.
"Oh right, there’s also the bean paste..."
Then, half a can of bean paste was dumped in all at once.
The at stuffing and scallions in the bowl were mixed together, the color becoming indistinct, and emitting a rather unpleasant sll.
Wen Xueqian followed behind Liu Shiwei, her eyebrows lightly creased, trying to stop his frantic behavior: "Honey, why are you working so hard so early in the morning? You still have to rush to the company for work later, don’t tire yourself out. Besides, we have a chef, why do you have to do it yourself?"
Liu Shiwei gestured with his hands, his face full of excitent and said, "Not tired! Not tired! How could the chef’s cooking be the sa as what I cook myself? Making breakfast for wife and daughter, it’s only right, what’s tiring about it."
"..."
Honey, if you’re possessed, blink...
Wen Xueqian once doubted that the husband before her was a fake husband...
Seeing Liu Shiwei vigorously stirring the stuffing in the kitchen, the entire workstation seed to vibrate along with it, Wen Xueqian had to tactfully change her approach to persuade him: "Honey, you usually work so busily and don’t have ti to cook, let alone any experience in cooking. Besides, your first ti trying to cook is with sothing as challenging as pork buns, can you really do it? What if Hanhan doesn’t like eating them?"
A real man never says can’t!
Liu Shiwei, however, was indifferent, his face still carrying a smug smile: "No, in cooking, I have so talent, if you don’t believe , you can ask Chef Ge, wasn’t it a few years ago that Hanhan praised the pork buns I made as tasty?"
Standing at the kitchen door was Chef Ge: "..."
Oh!
Chairman Liu, oh Chairman Liu, you really know how to put gold on your own face!
A few years ago, when Hanhan said the buns were delicious, were they actually made by you?
Don’t forget, I pre-prepared the stuffing and flour for you, you just ca in and wrapped a few ugly pork buns at the last mont.
Standing at the kitchen door, Chef Ge silently grumbled in his heart, but on the surface he nodded with a smile to agree, "Yes, Chairman Liu’s pork buns are indeed delicious."
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