Chapter 40, The All-Around Boyfriend

"Do you want to go yourself?"

"I want to," Wen Hanyun nodded, "I really love the stage, but if I go, I'll have to quit my job at the school..."

"Then let's do it."

Yan Sheng's tone was firm, without the slightest hesitation, "No matter the outcome, you must remember that I will always support you."

The car drove to the commercial street, and Yan Sheng helped Wen Hanyun out.

"Hanyun, do you see this? This is the place you managed to get from Long San last time, this entire commercial center."

Wen Hanyun looked around. Even though it was a newly developed area, it was still bustling with people. It was clearly a prime location and a rare gem.

"Hanyun, look there."

Yan Sheng smiled and pointed to the large right-angled screen hanging on the mall building.

The instant Wen Hanyun's gaze shifted, the naked-eye 3D screen lit up with a "whoosh," and many huge bunches of pink roses appeared in the center of the square.

"Did you arrange this?"

She stared in amazement at the virtual sea of ​​pink flowers.

Passersby were drawn in and took out their phones to take pictures in amazement.

Yan Sheng gazed at Wen Hanyun, seeing the joy in her eyes, took her hand, and turned her to face him.

"Congratulations on your successful performance, my favorite rose, are you happy?"

"happy......"

Yan Sheng smiled, pulled out a bouquet of flowers from behind his back that was exactly the same as the one on the big screen, and then handed it to Wen Hanyun.

"Hanyun, would you be willing to give me a chance to make you happy forever?"

"Would you like to be with me?"

As he spoke, he magically produced a platinum ring from among the bouquets.

Wen Hanyun covered her mouth in surprise, her nose tingled, and tears welled up in her eyes.

This confession came out of nowhere, yet it felt as if he had been testing the waters with her countless times.

He held up the small ring, his arm trembling slightly. This was the first time she had noticed that Yan Sheng could also feel uneasy and nervous. For whom?

The answer is self-evident.

Her heart was pounding unusually fast, but her whole body felt stiff. She took several breaths of cold air before her brain started working again.

"I...am willing."

She gently placed her hand on his palm, letting him slowly slip the ring onto her middle finger.

Yan Sheng carefully lifted her chin and placed a precious, lustless kiss on her lips, then suddenly picked her up and spun her around a few times.

"Hanyun, I'm so happy, I like you so much."

He was as happy as a child who had received a beloved gift, expressing his joy in the most straightforward way.

Passersby on the roadside, seeing this, were also infected by his joy and stopped to watch over the two of them.

He could finally bring her home again, this time as his rightful girlfriend...

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Wen Hanyun was awakened by the delicious aroma wafting from downstairs. As soon as she went downstairs, she bumped into Yansheng coming out of the kitchen, carrying a bowl of pineapple stir-fried beef.

She went straight to bed after dinner last night, and her mind was still a little foggy. She stared at Yansheng's apron for a while and asked, "Why are you cooking?"

Yansheng placed the bowl on the table, turned around and walked to her. "The kitchen staff are on holiday today. What, you don't like what I made?"

"How could this be...?"

The barbecue was delicious last time.

“When I was studying abroad, no one took care of me, so I learned to cook for myself,” Yansheng handed her the spoon. “If you’re hungry, eat a little to tide you over. The rest of the dishes will be ready soon.”

Wen Hanyun shook her head. "I'm not hungry. Can you teach me how to cook?"

"Want some help? I can cook for you."

“No,” Wen Hanyun grabbed his apron strap and shook it, “I want to learn, so teach me.”

Yan Sheng paused for a moment, then a smile appeared in his eyes. "Okay."

Wen Hanyun followed him back into the kitchen. Yan Sheng opened the refrigerator and picked out a few ingredients.

Two tomatoes, two eggs, and a small piece of pork tenderloin.

"Let's make scrambled eggs with tomatoes and stir-fried pork, those are simpler."

“Okay.” Wen Hanyun stood obediently beside him, like a well-behaved elementary school student.

Yansheng went behind her and tied her apron, his chest almost touching her back, his warm breath brushing against the back of her neck.

Wen Hanyun's ears turned slightly red, and she stood stiffly, not daring to move.

"Why are you shy, Teacher Wen?" Yan Sheng chuckled, the ribbon tracing her slender waist and tying it into a perfect bow. "Alright."

"First, make a small opening in the egg, but don't use too much force."

Yansheng asked her to get an egg, held her hand and cracked it open on the edge of the bowl, and then asked her to cut a tomato into four wedges.

Wen Hanyun's attention was no longer on cooking; his palm was on the back of her hand, and her nose was filled with his faint scent.

"Pour hot oil into the pan, add the egg mixture, and once it sets, remove it from the pan and then add the tomatoes."

"Okay..." Wen Hanyun had just poured the egg mixture into the pot when it made a "sizzling" sound, which startled her so much that she shrank back.

Yansheng quickly grabbed her waist and used his other hand to pick up the spatula and flipped the pot a couple of times for her. "Don't be afraid, I turned the heat down. Try it. Flip it in one direction, don't panic."

She gripped the spatula and carefully stirred the food, putting in a lot of effort to cook one dish. She left the rest of the dishes to Yansheng to cook.

The three dishes were finally served.

Wen Hanyun sat at the table, looking at the only dish of poorly presented scrambled eggs with tomatoes, her face slightly flushed. "Um... I'm sorry, the food got cold after all this fuss."

Yansheng finished tidying up the kitchen, pulled out a chair and sat down. He picked up a piece of tomato with his chopsticks and said, "Actually, it tastes pretty good, at least much better than the first time I made it."

Wen Hanyun breathed a sigh of relief, but just as she picked up her chopsticks, she saw him pick up a piece of burnt egg, and her heart skipped a beat.

Without thinking twice, she leaned forward and took a bite.

"What's wrong..." The sudden movement startled Yan Sheng, who was still holding the chopsticks in mid-air.

Wen Hanyun chewed twice, the burnt taste spreading in her mouth. She frowned and swallowed, lowering her head, not daring to look at him.

"nothing."

She lowered her head and frantically ate her rice, while secretly glancing at Yan Sheng's movements, as if afraid he would pick out another piece of burnt egg.

Yan Sheng chuckled softly, reached out and pinched her cheek, but didn't expose her.

Wen Hanyun couldn't help but laugh out loud, and pushed his arm, "Don't laugh at me."

“No,” Yansheng said, taking her wrist. “After you’ve eaten, go rest on the sofa. I’ll wash the dishes.”

After washing the dishes, he came out and saw her leaning against the door frame. He dried his hands, went over, and ruffled her hair. "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you... Yansheng, you're so versatile."

After saying that, she turned her head away somewhat embarrassed.

Yan Sheng leaned closer to her, gently touching the tip of her nose: "How about you reward your all-around perfect boyfriend?"