Rebirth in the 80s: The Tycoon Boss Becomes Her Doting Husband Slave

Ji Wanmei, naturally beautiful and graceful, was the factory director's daughter. At eighteen, she was admitted to the provincial university. With her braids and floral skirt, her waist swaying...

Chapter 67 Rippling Light, A Touch of Anger and Resentment

Chapter Sixty-Seven

When faced with someone he likes, Lei Tingjun doesn't want to refuse, nor will he refuse any of her requests.

Moreover, Lei Tingjun had eaten noodles made by Ji Wanmei once before, and he still couldn't stop thinking about how delicious they were.

Ji Wanmei walked over, opened the courtyard gate, and let Lei Tingjun in.

After Lei Tingjun came in, he simply stood in the courtyard and did not go into the house or living room.

Even if no one passed by and saw him coming at this time, Lei Tingjun still felt that given their current relationship, it was inappropriate for a man and a woman to be alone in a room. He was also afraid that Ji Wanmei would think he had some improper thoughts, so he was always very reserved whenever he came to Ji Wanmei's courtyard.

Lei Tingjun didn't want Ji Wanmei to dislike him in any way, although he didn't know how to make her like him more.

In short, he would not do anything that he subconsciously felt would displease Ji Wanmei.

After entering the courtyard, Lei Tingjun walked to the flower, grass, and stone table planted by Ji Wanmei's father, and then stopped there.

Ji Wanmei probably understood what he meant, so she said to him, "Why don't you sit outside for a while? The braised pork will be ready soon. My dad usually likes rice steamed in a wooden steamer, it's more fragrant, and it will definitely taste good with braised pork and preserved vegetables."

Lei Tingjun nodded silently without saying a word.

My gaze, however, remained fixed on her busy, slender figure.

Wherever she went, Lei Tingjun's eyes followed.

Ji Wanmei could vaguely sense that Lei Tingjun, who was sitting outside the courtyard, was watching her.

She was packing her luggage at home today, looking a bit disheveled. Her hair wasn't combed and was just hanging loosely over her shoulders. She was wearing a casual apricot-colored cotton capri pants and short-sleeved shirt, which was practical for washing vegetables in the kitchen. She was also wearing blue sandals that revealed her slender ankles.

She thought her appearance was rather inappropriate, but in Lei Tingjun's eyes, it had a different kind of gentle and warm beauty.

Compared to her elegant and sophisticated attire, resembling that of a socialite or heiress, he felt that her casual and ordinary appearance made him feel closer to her, as if there was no distance between them.

In his eyes, Ji Wanmei was beautiful no matter what.

Ji Wanmei possesses an inner and outer charm that makes her irresistible, a charm that no matter how beautiful others are, they cannot imitate.

She herself was unaware of her beauty, but was oblivious to it.

Ji Wanmei casually tied her long, black hair into a low ponytail at the back of her head with a hair tie. It was loose and limp, and she didn't have time to fix it.

Because the braised pork with preserved mustard greens in the steamer has been steaming for almost as long as it should be ready to be taken out of the steamer.

She placed two handkerchiefs in her hands, lifted the lid of the steamer, and the scalding steam, carrying the rich aroma of meat, wafted out.

She made eight bowls of braised pork belly with preserved mustard greens from that piece of pork belly.

Ji Wanmei took a plate and turned it upside down to take out a bowl. Because it was fresh out of the pot, it was steaming hot and the aroma of meat was overwhelming.

There was still a lot of sauce that had overflowed from the steamer, so Ji Wanmei used that sauce to make a thickening sauce and poured it over the braised pork, instantly making the pork translucent.

She carried the braised pork out and, under Lei Tingjun's watchful gaze, placed the still gently swaying pork on the stone table. She smiled and said, "Try it and see if it's good. I'll go get some rice and some cucumber salad from last night. I didn't make any other dishes, so please make do with this."

Lei Tingjun looked at the braised pork with preserved mustard greens, subconsciously moved his throat, and whispered, "Okay."

Ji Wanmei took a rice bowl that they usually used for eating rice, and another large bowl that was used for eating noodles. She scooped a full bowl of rice for Lei Tingjun, and only filled a small bowl for herself. Then, carrying the plate of cucumber salad and chopsticks, she went outside to the yard to have lunch with Lei Tingjun.

She had been busy all morning and hadn't had time for lunch herself, so she decided to eat with everyone.

Lei Tingjun didn't eat first while waiting for Ji Wanmei.

When Ji Wanmei placed the large bowl of rice in front of him, he was still slightly uneasy and tentatively asked her, "Did my appetite scare you?"

Ji Wanmei smiled slightly: "With your tall stature and youthful strength, of course you have a big appetite. Not to mention you, even my dad could eat three large bowls of white rice in one meal a few years ago. It's only in the last two years that his digestion has become less efficient, so he eats less."

Lei Tingjun stopped talking, picked up his chopsticks, and first put a piece of lean meat into Ji Wanmei's bowl: "This piece is leaner, you can have it."

Lei Tingjun noticed last time at the Sichuan restaurant that Ji Wanmei didn't like fatty meat. When she picked up twice-cooked pork, she always specifically chose the cut with less fat.

Ji Wanmei glanced at him, a hint of a smile in her eyes, and whispered, "I'll get it for myself, you go ahead and eat."

Lei Tingjun then picked up a piece of fatty meat from his own bowl, and then ate it with a big mouthful of rice.

The steamed pork belly, tender and flavorful, bursts with juicy goodness, making your scalp tingle with delight.

With rice still in his mouth, Lei Tingjun's eyes shone with an astonishing brightness as he mumbled to Ji Wanmei, "Delicious, this meat is really delicious!"

Ji Wanmei smiled and said, "If you like it, eat more. I still have some steaming in the pot."

It's naturally very happy when others enjoy the food you make and praise it.

Ji Wanmei likes a balanced diet of meat and vegetables. She finds it too greasy to eat only braised pork with rice. So, she'll eat a small piece of braised pork and then add two slices of cucumber salad. This way, it's refreshing and delicious, and not too greasy at all.

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