Chapter 20 Unforgivable Sin

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"Can I come in and talk?" Bo Siye shook the insulated food container he was carrying.

"Mr. Jiang wouldn't want me, a guest, to stand at the door all this time, would he?"

Jiang Siyu wanted to say that she was willing to give it up.

But when her gaze fell on Bo Siye, she didn't say the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

She walked over, tiptoed, and took out new slippers from the upper shoe cabinet, placing them in front of Bo Siye.

"for you."

This bastard would never have been so polite as to wait at the door before.

Even if there are no slippers in his size at home, Bo Siye can still shamelessly take out his own doll slippers from the shoe cabinet, put them on, and then patrol around the house.

Now... at least he looks like a human being.

"Did President Jiang even prepare men's slippers at home?"

Bo Siye was prepared to go barefoot or wear Jiang Siyu's slippers.

For some unknown reason, a faint smile suddenly appeared in Bo Siye's dark eyes.

Jiang Siyu didn't take it seriously at first, but she felt a little annoyed when she saw the smile in Bo Siye's eyes.

"Isn't it normal to have spare slippers at home?"

“It’s normal. President Jiang is very considerate now.” As Bo Siye spoke, he had already changed into slippers, feeling the comfortable softness under his feet.

Bo Siye smiled at Jiang Siyu again, a hint of smugness in his smile: "What a coincidence, it's my size."

Jiang Siyu: "..."

"Just grab whatever you can, as long as it's thin enough to wear."

"Oh." Bo Siye nodded, not believing Jiang Siyu's perfunctory explanation at all.

There aren't that many coincidences in the world.

Just as Jiang Siyu didn't believe he and Mu Qingye were two different people, Bo Siye also didn't believe that Jiang Siyu had just grabbed these men's slippers.

He didn't press the issue because he was afraid of angering the person and getting kicked out.

After surveying the living room, Bo Siye placed the insulated food container on the table, then rolled up his sleeves and headed to the kitchen.

After washing his hands and finding the kitchen utensils, Bo Siye returned to the restaurant.

Jiang Siyu stood quietly to the side and watched the whole thing.

"Ayu, you can eat now."

I put the soup dumplings and baozi from the insulated box onto a plate and then naturally called out to Jiang Siyu to eat.

The moment the words left their mouths, both of their hearts skipped a beat.

Bo Siye's hands turned white from gripping the insulated box so tightly. Before Jiang Siyu could speak, he quickly turned and went into the kitchen.

"I just saw some vinegar in the kitchen, I'll go get you some vinegar sauce."

Bo Siye's hasty retreat was somewhat bewildered, but Jiang Siyu's gaze was not on him.

At that moment, she was staring intently at the plate of dumplings and soup dumplings on the table.

The aspic in the filling of soup dumplings needs to be prepared in advance; it's the key to making the soup dumplings juicy.

If Bo Siye made these soup dumplings, then he must have spent a long time preparing them.

Jiang Siyu's feelings were somewhat complicated.

Yesterday, she deliberately exposed that Bo Siye was actually Mu Qingye, just to sever ties with Bo Siye.

She originally thought that, given Bo Siye's proud personality, she and he would never have any further interaction outside of work.

But today, he showed up in front of me with what he called breakfast.

No matter how complicated her emotions were, Jiang Siyu would not wrong herself at this time.

Jiang Siyu sat down at the dining table, carefully picked up a soup dumpling, and put it in her mouth.

The moment the thin, chewy bun skin was bitten open, the savory broth flowed into Jiang Siyu's mouth.

With just one bite, Jiang Siyu was certain that Bo Siye had made it himself.

The taste is no different from before.

The shops outside don't have a strong ginger flavor, but Jiang Siyu especially likes the filling to be coated with plenty of ginger aroma, so when Bo Siye used to make it, she would add a larger proportion of ginger juice to the seasoning.

After finishing the soup dumplings, Jiang Siyu ate a dumpling.

It still had a strong ginger flavor, but I didn't taste any ginger at all after finishing the whole dumpling.

Jiang Siyu likes the taste of ginger, but she doesn't eat any ginger at all.

Since Mu Qingye left without saying goodbye, she hadn't eaten dumplings and soup dumplings that tasted so good.

She had tried to replicate it herself, but no matter what she did or how she adjusted the proportions, she could never recreate the taste of Mu Qingye's work.

She ate until she vomited after each attempt, and then continued making it.

Until she could neither eat nor vomit anything, Jiang Siyu realized something.

Habits are a terrible thing.

And the person who cultivated all her habits and then disappeared willfully is even more unforgivable.

But... it's so delicious!

Jiang Siyu closed her eyes, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and continued to stuff food into her mouth, bite by bite.

"Eat slowly, I won't fight you for it." Bo Siye brought out a bowl of prepared vinegar sauce and placed it at Jiang Siyu's door.

"Have something else for dinner. I'll make this for you another day."

Jiang Siyu pretended not to hear Bo Siye's words.

Only after she felt full did she look up at the person sitting opposite her.

"Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Bo. If there's nothing else, you may leave now."

"Jiang Siyu!" Unexpectedly, she turned on him so quickly, and Bo Siye was somewhat annoyed.

"Eat more, don't let your mouth be idle."

Seeing how easily she had angered the man who had been so calm and collected these past few days, Jiang Siyu's lips curved into a subtle smile.

However, her face quickly returned to its usual indifferent expression.

As Bo Siye watched her earnestly begin eating again, the slight bitterness he had felt earlier, which she had driven away, gradually disappeared.

He only took the chopsticks that Jiang Siyu was about to put down when she really couldn't eat anymore.

Seeing his action, Jiang Siyu did not let go, gripping the chopsticks tightly as if protecting some precious treasure.

"What are you doing?" she asked, her eyes full of suspicion.

Bo Siye felt a pang of pain at her guarded gaze. "I haven't eaten anything yet."

Although there weren't many dumplings and soup dumplings left, Bo Siye could still use them to fill his stomach.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Siyu frowned.

"Then why didn't you eat just now?"

He only gave himself a pair of chopsticks, and Jiang Siyu thought he had already eaten.

"I was afraid you wouldn't have enough to eat." Bo Siye said, taking the chopsticks from Jiang Siyu the moment her grip loosened, and slowly began to eat with the vinegar sauce she had barely touched.

The moment he tasted it, he felt the strong ginger flavor and frowned.

Jiang Siyu knew he didn't really like ginger, but seeing that his expression quickly returned to normal, she moved her lips, but in the end, she didn't say anything.

In the quiet, Bo Siye finished off the remaining dumplings and soup dumplings.

They conscientiously took the soiled tableware to the kitchen to wash it clean.

When he came out of the kitchen, he saw Jiang Siyu sitting on the carpet, hugging a cushion.

As before, Jiang Siyu liked to find a corner to hide herself in.

She always loved the corner of the sofa.

"I'm not considerate to all my partners."

"Um?"

Jiang Siyu looked up and met Bo Siye's eyes before realizing that he was answering the question she had asked earlier.