On her wedding night, her husband eloped abroad with his mistress.
Did Jiang Ciyou cry? No! She turned around and hired a strikingly handsome kept man.
Let's all just enjoy ourselve...
Therefore, he also fully understood Jiang Ciyou's taste.
The dishes we are going to eat today are all Jiang Ciyou’s favorites.
After Jiang Ciyou finished eating the sweet and sour spare ribs, he praised them generously: "Mr. Bo, your cooking skills are really great."
The corners of Bo Jinxiu's mouth curled up slightly: "You're too kind."
“Try this again.”
Jiang Ciyou thought every dish was delicious.
She doesn't like to talk while eating.
But today, every time I eat a dish, I have to praise it: "Delicious, so delicious."
A satisfied smile finally appeared on Bo Jinxiu's face: "If it tastes good, eat more."
The two children also ate it with great relish.
Saki Natsuya said, "Uncle Bo, the food you cook is the best I've ever eaten."
Bo Jinxiu smiled and rubbed his hair.
Soon, all the food on the table was eaten up.
Even the sweet and sour pork ribs soup was snatched up by the two children and eaten with rice.
Mumu and Saki Natsu both ate a lot of rice.
After eating their fill, the two children went to play in the toy room.
Jiang Ciyou was also very full.
For the first time, she felt the magic of food.
In the past, she thought Yan Feng’s cooking was delicious.
I don’t know why, but the food cooked by Mr. Bo is really addictive. I have the urge to eat it again.
Even stranger is...
Jiang Ciyou felt as if she had eaten these things before, and she remembered the taste.
Those sealed feelings were aroused a little.
Jiang Ciyou asked, "Mr. Bo, have I ever eaten your cooking before?"
Bo Jinxiu seemed stunned for a moment.
He didn't expect Jiang Ciyou to ask this.
Bo Jinxiu thought for a moment and said, "Yes, I eat it often."
Jiang Ciyou frowned: "So my husband and I often visit your house?"
Bo Jinxiu's face darkened again.
The light in his eyes dimmed a little.
He had never been so conflicted before.
He wanted to put all his past in front of her in one breath.
But he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to accept it for a while.
What will happen if Jiang Ciyou doesn't accept it?
Will I run away, will I hide from him from now on?
Bo Jinxiu admitted that he was a little hesitant now.
But he just felt that every step he took was like walking on a cliff.
Every step must be taken with caution. He wants to slowly invade her life and awaken her past memories bit by bit.
Because he knew that if he said it, Jiang Ciyou would find it difficult to accept it. Even if she believed it, she would still be hesitant without her memory of him.
After all, Yan Feng is her relative now, and she is just a stranger.
She will definitely trust Yan Feng more.
Because he had too many concerns, he felt extremely miserable.
Bo Jinxiu lowered his eyes: "No, I only cook for my wife?"
"Do I know your wife?"
Bo Jinxiu suddenly said, "You are my wife."
In an instant, the air suddenly became quiet.
Jiang Ciyou was also surprised that Bo Jinxiu suddenly said such a thing.
Their eyes met.
The air seemed to be frozen.
Jiang Ciyou's heart suddenly started beating wildly.
Bo Jinxiu, however, remained calm and looked at Jiang Ciyou steadily.
He seemed to be observing Jiang Ciyou's reaction.
He was also very calm when he said this just now, as if it just came out of his mouth.
He was not hysterical, nor did he cry out in pain, he was just calm.
After all, he really wanted to test Jiang Ciyou's reaction.
Who knew that Jiang Ciyou was stunned for a moment.
Then he said, "Mr. Bo, please don't make such jokes."