Yan Shao touched her face again and said, "You're sleepy too, go to sleep. Don't worry about me, Uncle Hai will have someone take care of it."

Even though Yan Shao said that, Zhu Qianying still stood up with him.

"Have you eaten?" This question clearly indicated that she hadn't taken Yan Shao's words to heart.

Yan Shao wanted to say he would eat, but seeing Zhu Qianying looking at him like that, he could only obediently shake his head.

"I didn't eat. This client was a bit difficult today, so I barely had time to eat and spent most of my time drinking."

Zhu Qianying didn't blame him for anything. She reached out and hugged him, then stood on tiptoe and gave him a light kiss.

"What would you like to eat? If you don't mind it being greasy or hard to digest, I can make you a seafood and cheese baked rice, or you can make me some noodles with soybean paste."

Yan Shao hesitated for a moment, then finally chose to mix the noodles with soybean paste.

Although his stomach prefers seafood and cheese baked rice, his mouth prefers noodles with soybean paste.

Lately, Zhu Qianying has suddenly become obsessed with making all kinds of fried sauces. So far, Yan Shao has tasted four or five different kinds of fried sauces.

He couldn't stop eating any of them.

Even the family's cook joked that with Zhu Qianying and her daughter in the house, they would soon be laid off.

Because the appetites of the entire Yan family have been spoiled by this mother and daughter who are skilled in cooking.

"Okay, then come down to eat after you shower. Do you want to take a bath?"

Yan Shao glanced at the time; the clock hands were almost twelve. He didn't mind staying up a little later himself, but he didn't want her to go to bed too late.

Women and men have different physiological structures, so staying up late is obviously more harmful to women than to men.

"I'll take a shower and come downstairs. You can go upstairs to sleep after you've cooked. Just leave the noodles in the dining room."

Despite Yan Shao's repeated instructions, when he came out of the shower, he still didn't see Zhu Qianying on the big bed. It was obvious that the girl was still waiting for him downstairs.

Yan Shao walked to the bottom of the stairs and looked down. Sure enough, Zhu Qianying was still curled up on the sofa with her computer, doing something.

"Ying'er, didn't I tell you to go to sleep?"

Zhu Qianying looked up at him. "It doesn't matter if it's a little late. Besides, I already took a nap. Don't worry about me, go and eat your noodles."

Yan Shao glanced at the dining room, then at Zhu Qianying.

Although he kept telling her to go to sleep, that was only his rational perspective. His emotional side actually wanted her to spend more time with him.

But he's a grown man in his thirties, he can't be so willful and insist on having his wife with him, what kind of behavior would that be?

After hesitating for a while, he finally succumbed to his rational side.

"Okay, I'll try to eat as fast as I can."

Zhu Qianying had already stood up by then. "Okay, I'll go keep you company."

Zhu Qianying opened her arms and gave him a big hug.

Yan Shao took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist and gave her a long, passionate kiss.

Breathless from the kiss, she leaned softly against him, reaching out to touch his lips, and chuckled in a slightly husky voice.

"Do you still want to eat noodles if you look like this?"

Yan Shao grabbed her hand, bit her delicate fingertip, and smiled.

"Yes, now I want to eat you even more!"

Zhu Qianying pushed him away, pretending to be angry, and said, "Go eat your noodles!"

She knew better than anyone how irrational this man could be in certain situations.

If she doesn't act decisively, this man will definitely keep his word. Not only will she be tormented to the point of death, but this man's stomach will probably be ruined by hunger.

Yan Shao shook his head with a hint of regret, "Tsk, really not cute!"

Zhu Qianying punched him, "You're the cutest! Go eat your noodles..."

Urged repeatedly by Zhu Qianying, Young Master Yan, who was already starving, finally entered the dining room.

On the dining table, besides a plate of noodles and a bowl of fried sauce, there was also a steaming soup and a small plate of bok choy.

Judging by the amount of noodles, this is not the kind of portion you'd expect for a late-night snack.

When Yan Shao first met this girl, he thought she was a carefree and easygoing person.

Now, he increasingly realizes that his views back then were wildly wrong.

Judging from the care she has given him and his family these past few days, it is no exaggeration to say that she is extremely considerate.

Would you like something to eat?

Young Master Yan pulled out a chair and sat down, and Zhu Qianying naturally sat down next to him.

"No, I've already had the sugar water."

As she spoke, she dragged over the plate of noodles, saying, "Have some soup to tide you over first, and I'll mix the noodles for you."

"Afraid I'll go hungry?" Young Master Yan smiled as he picked up the soup and slowly took a sip.

Zhu Qianying lowered her head, focusing intently on mixing the noodles for him.

"Of course I'm afraid, you're the pillar of our family." He said it with such seriousness.

Young Master Yan took another sip of soup. Even though he was almost starving, the young master remained calm and composed.

"Yes, I am the breadwinner of our family. And you are the spiritual pillar of our family."

This compliment made Zhu Qianying very uncomfortable. She glared at him and said, "You're such a smooth talker!"

Yan Shao put down his bowl, picked up a piece of bok choy, and put it in his mouth. Then, Zhu Qianying had already mixed the noodles with soybean paste to his liking and pushed it in front of him.

"Try it and if it's bland, just add some more sauce."

Yan Shao took a bite and said, "Mmm, just right!"

He exclaimed in admiration, then lowered his head and tasted a few more.

"It tastes so good! Is this a new flavor?"

"Yes, I was a bit bored at noon, so I tried making some sauce for fun."

After mixing the noodles, Zhu Qianying was a little bored, so she rested her chin on her hand and tilted her head to watch Yan Shao eat.

Yan Shao pinched her cheek, "How many people's jobs are you going to steal this far? You can do this much just by playing around, you could open a noodle shop right now."

"I can consider it. When I lose interest in design, I'll switch careers and sell fried noodles. I'll name it Jingjing Noodle Shop," Zhu Qianying casually rambled on.

While eating, Yan Shao asked curiously, "Why isn't it Shadow Noodle Shop?"

Zhu Qianying laughed, "Haha, because by then my mom will be a big star, and I, a nobody, will naturally need to find a big tree to shelter under."

"Hmm, not bad. It would be a great idea to form a chain restaurant group."

Whether Yan Shao was serious or just going along with Zhu Qianying's joke, his very serious expression suggested he wasn't joking.

"Forget it, my dream is just to own a small noodle shop, but you're giving me a chain restaurant? It's like I just want to eat a bowl of rice, but you're giving me a whole table full of food."

Zhu Qianying chatted with Yan Shao, and seeing that he had almost finished eating the noodles on his plate, she vaguely realized that the client he was accompanying today was probably a very important client who should not be underestimated.

As for who it was, Yan Shao didn't say, and Zhu Qianying didn't ask either.