Or maybe she heard it wrong.
Or the man expressed it wrongly.
He Yanchen casually picked up a bottle of mineral water and said, "Is it strange that I can cook? I think everyone should master some life skills."
Lin Zhixing was sure that she had not heard wrong.
Did the man in front of her really just say that she would make breakfast?
Over the years, she has been accustomed to assuming that everyone in the He family is destined to be rich and have no need to do housework. Not to mention cooking, even carrying a bag is considered hard work.
Who would have thought that He Yanchen, the richest and most prestigious member of the He family, could actually cook?
"No need!" Lin Zhixing shook his head like a rattle. "I can do it, and I can also go to the hospital for breakfast. I'm just asking casually. I'll just go to the hospital for breakfast."
The canteen of Huayu Hospital is open for a long time.
It is also open to patients, their families and staff.
Everyone has different meal times for lunch and dinner, but the breakfast time is surprisingly uniform.
You often have to queue up to buy food.
Lin Zhixing usually chooses to make do with a simple meal at home.
but……
If she was asked to cook for He Yanchen and queue in the cafeteria.
She will definitely choose the latter.
After returning home, Lin Zhixing heated up the fast food, took a quick bite, and went back to his room to take a shower and sleep.
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Breakfast, the alarm clock rings again and again.
Lin Zhixing opened her eyes drowsily and saw that it was already bright outside the window. She lay in bed for another five minutes before getting up.
Last night was the first time she had a good night's sleep in recent times.
I slept until dawn and didn't even dream.
Lin Zhixing simply washed up, changed his identity and walked out of the room.
As soon as she walked into the living room, she smelled the delicious aroma of rice.
It can’t be…
A possibility flashed through Lin Zhixing's mind, and he quickly walked to the kitchen, where he saw He Yanchen wearing a white shirt and dark trousers, standing in front of the stove frying eggs!
Something was still cooking in the pot next to the stove.
The man's shirt cuffs were pushed up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms.
"Mr. He, let me do it!"
Lin Zhixing rushed over and tried to grab the frying pan.
The man turned off the fire before her.
"Okay, it's time to eat." He Yanchen looked at Lin Zhixing, who was hesitant to speak, and said, "If you want to help, you can grab a pair of chopsticks."
"good."
After Lin Zhixing agreed, he realized that he had no idea where to put the chopsticks.
With the man's eye guidance, she successfully found the chopsticks.
She walked to the restaurant with chopsticks, and the man came over with two bowls of noodles. He then went to the kitchen and brought back two fried eggs and a small bottle of chili sauce.
Lin Zhixing held the small bowl of noodles in both hands and said seriously, "Mr. He, um..."
"If you plan to live here forever, you can always call me Mr. He."
He Yanchen emphasized first.
Lin Zhixing bit her lip and said, "He Yanchen, um...if you want breakfast, I can make it in the morning. I'm good at it, and I can make many kinds of breakfast, whether it's Chinese or Western. I'm good at it."
He Yanchen listened quietly to the woman's "self-promotion" and asked her, "You learned this for Xiaoyu, right?"
“…”
Lin Zhixing was speechless for a moment.
Most of it was indeed learned for He Mingyu.
As the young master He, He Mingyu is very picky about food. He won't eat this or that.
There are some things that you may like to eat one day but may not like to eat them after a few days.
Lin Zhixing had to learn how to cook various dishes in different ways.
Not because I love him.
I'm just living under someone else's roof, trying my best to please the young master of the family so that I can comfort myself in my heart. This can also be considered a kind of contribution.
Although she didn't pay for the ingredients, she cooked the meal.
"I'm letting you live here, not asking you to be our babysitter." He Yanchen helped unscrew the chili sauce. "I'll tell you when I need you to do something. You don't have to put yourself in a low position. Here, we are equals."
When He Yanchen said these words, his tone was always calm.
There is not too much emotion, nor too much warmth.
But Lin Zhixing could feel his respect for her.
Not as the nanny's daughter, or as a nanny.
But a member of the same family.
Lin Zhixing used chopsticks to pick out some chili peppers from the chili sauce and put them into the bowl, then pushed the chili sauce in front of the man.
"No need." He Yanchen shook his head, "The doctor said I can't eat spicy food during this period."
"puff……"
Lin Zhixing couldn't help laughing out loud.
This was the first time someone had said this to her seriously.
She screwed the lid of the chili sauce back on and asked, "You helped me move books yesterday. Is your arm okay?"
He Yanchen said calmly: "I don't know."
"Then I'll check it out for you when I get back from get off work."
Lin Zhixing was not thinking when he said this.
As long as stitches are not required, simple wound treatment items can be purchased at pharmacies and do not necessarily require treatment in a hospital.
He Yanchen picked up a mouthful of noodles with chopsticks, his eyes just fixed on the food in front of him, and he said "hmm".
After breakfast, He Yanchen sent Lin Zhixing to the hospital before going to work.
He Yanchen's own technology company has an independent office building in the Science and Technology Park in North City.
His main office is here.
As for the He family's company, he hired a professional manager to represent it.
He Yanchen just took the elevator to the top floor of the office building.
As soon as we got out of the elevator, the secretary came over and said, "Mr. He, Young Master He is waiting for you in the lounge."
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