Ye Yingying: ...
Ye Zhiwei could only bite the bullet and say, "Actually, it tastes pretty good, but I ate it all yesterday, and I didn't know you could stay home all day today, so I didn't leave any for you. But if you'd like, Jiang Jianian can make it for you!"
Ye Yingying: He really did have some tricks up his sleeve to try and bribe Sister Zhiwei.
"Sister Zhiwei, Brother Jianian... this person isn't as simple as he seems. He has ulterior motives for everything he does. Don't be fooled by his seemingly kind gesture of cooking for you. He would never do something that doesn't benefit him. Brother Jianian always seeks a return on his investment. He's someone who rarely cooks, yet he's researched this and is now using it to curry favor. He'll make that person pay in full force later!"
Ye Yingying felt that if she didn't speak ill of Jiang Jianian for even a minute, Ye Zhiwei would be won over and fall for her.
Ye Zhiwei coughed and said, "Oh, I see."
She felt inexplicably guilty: she must have paid something in return. She had paid for her work, which was to help Jiang Jianian test the green tea girl's taste. It seemed that the green tea girl really didn't like Jiang Jianian. What should she do?
"Actually, Jiang Jianian is quite serious about making pastries. Oh, by the way, he looks very handsome when he's making pastries seriously. Why don't you go in and take a look, Yingying?" Ye Zhiwei tried to calm Ye Yingying's excited mood.
Ye Yingying felt a great sense of crisis when Ye Zhiwei spoke up for Jiang Jianian again.
Finally, after Ye Zhiwei's repeated persuasion, Ye Yingying, though a little intimidated by Jiang Jianian, went into the kitchen alone.
There was no one else in the kitchen except Jiang Jianian, who was arranging experimental equipment and washing fresh ingredients in the huge kitchen. His hands were long and beautiful, and even the way he cut fruit was very pleasing to the eye.
But no matter how pleasing to the eye he was, Ye Yingying was subconsciously a little afraid of Jiang Jianian.
Jiang Jianian seemed to notice the footsteps, but he didn't stop what he was doing. Instead, he asked expressionlessly, "Who let you in?"
The kitchen was decorated in cool colors, and the knife in the boy's hand gleamed coldly. Even Jiang Jianian was icy cold.
Ye Yingying subconsciously took another half step back.
"You don't seem to take my words seriously." Jiang Jianian held the fruit knife, its sharpness under the light sending chills down one's spine. He squinted and continued, "Ye Yingying, I'll say it again, don't bother me. I've been polite enough to you."
Ye Yingying finally couldn't hold back any longer and said to Jiang Jianian, "Sister Zhiwei and you are not from the same world! You are not suitable for Sister Zhiwei at all, and Sister Zhiwei doesn't like you either. She's so afraid of you, she—"
This time, Jiang Jianian paused for a moment. He looked up at Ye Yingying and said calmly, "Not from the same world? Then I'll just bring her into my world. You can just watch quietly from the side."
Ye Yingying: He's a devil, he really is a devil.
Even in this tense atmosphere, Ye Yingying was still a little frightened by what Jiang Jianian said. In her panic, she knocked over the tableware next to her, which fell onto the table with a loud noise.
This prompted Ye Zhiwei, who had been carefully observing the situation inside, to immediately stand up from the dining table and run to the kitchen.
Seeing how anxious Ye Zhiwei was, Ji Shuli was afraid something might have really happened, so she went over to check on her.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Ye Zhiwei entered the kitchen, Ye Yingying, who had been coldly confronting Jiang Jianian, suddenly had tears welling up in her eyes.
Before Ye Zhiwei could even react to what was happening, Ye Yingying had already hugged Ye Zhiwei and whispered, "Sister Zhiwei, Brother Jianian was so fierce just now..."
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