Extra Chapter: Xie Qingtang: Then I'll learn it.

Once in the car, Xie Qingtang asked, "What would you like to eat?"

Zhang Qin subconsciously wanted to say "eat you," but then she thought that this wasn't the first time she had said such a thing, and it would be pointless to say it anyway. The only way to deal with Professor Xie was to take direct action.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Can you cook?"

Hsieh Ching-tang: "...No."

That's true. Zhang Qin then asked, "So what can you do?"

Xie Qingtang thought about it seriously for a moment, "Pay money?"

The two stared at each other for a moment.

Zhang Qin was a little incredulous. "Professor Xie, you can't even cook noodles?"

Xie Qingtang answered honestly: "No."

Zhang Qin: "..."

Huo Huaisui said Xie Qinglan could cook, but Xie Qingtang can't even cook noodles.

It seems Professor Xie isn't omnipotent after all.

Zhang Qin didn't really want to go out to eat with Xie Qingtang, afraid of running into acquaintances and worrying that people would gossip about Xie Qingtang behind her back.

It's fine to talk about her, but she can't stand others talking about Xie Qingtang.

She had thought he would at least cook some noodles, and that they could just have a quick meal together before she started her proper meal. Who would have thought that Professor Xie was truly a gentleman who stayed away from the kitchen?

But it's okay, she has a plan B.

Zhang Qin: "Back to the apartment!"

Xie Qingtang: "Not eating anymore?"

Zhang Qin took out her phone: "Order takeout."

Xie Qingtang: "..."

“Professor Xie, this won’t do,” Zhang Qin began to scold. “If you want to stay single forever, fine, but if you want to find a partner, you have to find a wife who can cook. Forget about hiring a nanny or maid; they’ll all be third wheels and ruin the romance in your marriage.”

Xie Qingtang asked, "Can you cook?"

Zhang Qin replied matter-of-factly, "No!"

Going into the kitchen would ruin her beauty. She didn't want to be a housewife with oil fumes all day and dirt under her nails.

Xie Qingtang smiled and said, "Then I'll learn it."

"..."

Even if there is no love in such sweet words, they are still sweet as honey.

Zhang Qin was so charmed by the sweetness that she lowered her head and pursed her lips, secretly smiling.

Back at the apartment, Zhang Qin followed Xie Qingtang to his place. She watched as Xie Qingtang opened the door, squeezed inside before him, and then turned around to block him outside.

"Quickly, praise me, and I'll let you in."

Xie Qingtang looked at her bandit-like behavior with amusement, "How do you want me to praise you?"

Zhang Qin has a particularly thick skin: "I have so many good points, you can praise me however you like."

Xie Qingtang thought for a moment, "Zhang Qin, the little fairy?"

Zhang Qin was dissatisfied. "That's a fact. Change it!"

Professor Xie has received a lot of praise since he was a child, but he has never praised anyone, regardless of age or gender.

The question posed by Zhang Qin, the little fairy, has stumped Professor Xie.

After a moment of eye contact, Xie Qingtang took out her phone, opened the browser in front of Zhang Qin, and searched for "words to praise girls".

Zhang Qin found it fascinating and did not stop her.

Soon, Baidu returned hundreds of thousands of results.

Xie Qingtang picked one and read it aloud in a clear and resonant voice: "You are a very beautiful, intelligent, brave, and confident girl. Your smile illuminates the whole world..."

"..." I don't know if Professor Xie felt awkward, but Zhang Qin certainly did.

The other residents on the same floor who had just returned were also quite embarrassed, saying, "Young man, that's not how you compliment a girl."

Xie Qingtang put down her phone and humbly asked for advice: "How should I compliment him?"

The old woman glanced at Xie Qingtang, then at Zhang Qin, a knowing look flashing in her eyes. She cleared her throat, took a deep breath, and began to sing: "You are my rose~ You are my flower! You are my lover~ You are my longing..."

Xie Qingtang: "..."

Zhang Qin: "..."