Chapter 39 Luo Luo, is the noodle I cooked really that delicious?
They happened to come into each other's view.
She quickly looked away, her fingers brushing across the countertop, then moved to the left side of the kitchen counter, pretending to familiarize herself with the surroundings.
Stealing a glance at the "actor" diagonally opposite, He Ziyan entered the kitchen from the right, turned his face away, and covered the unconscious curve of his lips with his fist.
"What are you planning to do?" Jiang Luo asked.
At this moment, they stood at opposite ends of the kitchen diagonally.
The longest distance currently available.
This put Jiang Luo at ease.
"Let me see." The refrigerator was right behind He Ziyan, so he turned around.
The door opened, revealing a refrigerator filled to the brim with pork, beef, green vegetables, enoki mushrooms... a dazzling array of items, all packaged and labeled.
With his back to Jiang Luo, his voice drifted over: "Luo Luo, let me cook you some noodles. Try my cooking."
That sounds weird.
To be precise, He Ziyan is a rather strange person.
Every word he uttered seemed to have a hidden meaning, making it difficult to understand.
After a two-second pause, Jiang Luo replied sluggishly, "Oh, okay."
She didn't need any help cooking the noodles; she held her ground firmly in the corner, refusing to come any closer.
He Ziyan walked to the stove, opened the menu pad placed by the production team, and began searching.
Jiang Luo was speechless after witnessing his actions.
I didn't know that before.
Following the steps shown on the menu, He Ziyan prepared the side dishes, boiled water, added noodles, and mixed the sauce—a series of actions performed smoothly and efficiently. Throughout, she remained silent, focused and quiet.
It resembles a gentle oil painting, its outlines radiating a soft glow.
Glug glug, steam rises.
The noodles are cooked.
Jiang Luo stepped forward to help serve the noodles.
He Ziyan looked at her, pursed his lips, and then handed her the bowl.
He laughed again.
Before she knew she was Jiang Luoqian, her face remained expressionless.
After learning that she was Jiang Hou, her warmth was like a spring breeze.
They're definitely trying to create a romantic pairing, but it's way too obvious.
"Thank you." Jiang Luo, holding her bowl, sat down at the corner of the dining table next to the counter.
There are two empty seats left on the right.
She silently prayed to herself: I hope He Ziyan won't sit across from me.
I hope He Ziyan won't sit across from me.
...
Swipe.
He Ziyan went to the trouble of finding a chair directly opposite Jiang Luo.
As expected, it happened.
This is an incredibly embarrassing situation.
She was going to have a meal face-to-face with this somewhat strange He Ziyan!
The air felt like it was freezing.
Jiang Luo kept her face down, not wanting to look up.
Even so, one could still sense the subtle, almost imperceptible, scrutiny from ahead.
"Luo Luo, is the noodle I cooked really that delicious?" she asked teasingly.
Jiang Luo looked up, and there was still that burning gaze in her eyes. She quickly lowered her head again: "Hmm?"
Above his head, He Ziyan said with a hint of amusement, "Your face is almost buried in the bowl."
Jiang Luo: "..."
Aloof.
Be aloof.
She reminded herself of this.
She sat up, straightened her back slightly, and still didn't look at him. Jiang Luo picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks, her face calm. "The taste is indeed quite good."
In fact, she was caught up in her emotions and didn't even notice the taste of the noodles.
"Can Luo Luo cook noodles?" He Ziyan asked again.
Could you please stop calling me Luo Luo?
Jiang Luo roared inwardly.
Besides, who doesn't know how to cook noodles?
With her chin slightly raised and her expression still haughty and aloof, she answered, "Yes."
"Is it better than what I cook?" He Ziyan pressed.
Jiang Luo: "..."
Is this what they call a competitive spirit?
This is intolerable!
Not wanting to play along with him any longer, Jiang Luo steeled her resolve and said bluntly, "More or less."
He Ziyan scoffed.
Jiang Luo: "..."
“I’ll come and try it tomorrow morning,” He Ziyan replied.
Instead of the polite phrase "next time" that adults usually use, it specifies a time: "tomorrow morning."
Jiang Luo felt like she had pushed herself into a fire pit. "...Okay."
After a long silence.
Since He Ziyan had said so much, she decided to take the opportunity to ask what was on her mind.
Does your company...develop games?
With his eyes slightly lowered, He Ziyan paused, his hand holding the wooden chopsticks still, and looked at her: "What?"
Jiang Luo explained, "You look a lot like a game character..."
Her gaze suddenly fell upon him. He Ziyan stared at her, a different emotion welling up in his eyes, just like when he first greeted her.
He asked again, "What game?"
Well……
Can I say?
"Don't cause any unnecessary trouble." Brother Lin's words echoed in my ears.
Jiang was speechless.
Let's not complicate things further.
Moreover, He Ziyan didn't seem to know about it.
She continued eating her noodles, mumbling, "I forgot, I just saw it on a website by chance."
With a slight twitch of his eyebrows, He Ziyan paused for a moment, then said, "Remember to tell me when you remember."
"Um."
"hello!"
A clear, crisp female voice came from the doorway.
Finally, someone has arrived!
Jiang Luo took a tissue, wiped her mouth, and quickly got up to greet him.
He Ziyan followed closely behind.
The newcomer was a young woman with neat chestnut brown short hair, a bright smile, and a casual suit that made her look both cool and stylish.
"Hello, I'm Shi Yan." Upon taking a closer look at Jiang Luo, Shi Yan blurted out, "Twin Lotuses!"
After calling out, she quickly corrected herself, "No, Jiang Luo!"
Jiang Luo smiled gently, "Hello."
Upon hearing this, He Ziyan cast a curious glance at him.
Twin lotuses... what are they?
Looking at He Ziyan again, Shi Yan was surprised, "ACAI?"
He Ziyan nodded, "Hello, I am He Ziyan."
"Wow, I'm actually recording a show with you guys!" Shi Yan exclaimed incredulously, clutching her chest repeatedly, her excitement overflowing. "I'm so honored."
After exchanging pleasantries, Jiang Luo said, "We're eating noodles right now, would you like some?"
“Great, that’s perfect, I haven’t had lunch yet,” Shi Yan replied.
After placing their suitcases side by side with Jiang Luo's, the three of them entered the restaurant.
Jiang Luo stopped beside the table and looked at He Ziyan.
He cooked the noodles, so Jiang Luo naturally assumed that he would cook Shi Yan's portion as well.
After all, any other man would have done the same.
She looked at him, and he looked back, but he didn't move.
Because of the surrounding cameras, Jiang Luo didn't dare to give a clear warning, and glanced at him again.
He Ziyan still had that bewildered and innocent look in his eyes.
Jiang Luo: ? ? ?
Could it be that He Ziyan received... a script about a domineering CEO doting on her?
So you only cook noodles for her, and not for anyone else?
I don't understand.
Ignoring them, Jiang Luo walked straight to the kitchen. "I'll cook the noodles."
He Ziyan: "I'll help."
Jiang Luo: "..." What help do I need to cook the noodles?
Jiang Luo walked to the pot, and He Ziyan stopped beside her.
She fetched some water and returned. He Ziyan handed her the noodles, which she then tossed into the pot.
He Ziyan cut up some more sausages and handed them to her, which she then threw into the pot.
What the heck?
Jiang Luo sensed something was wrong.
Isn't she just becoming a heartless vegetable-discarding machine?
But He Ziyan seemed to enjoy it, adding, "Your noodle-cooking technique is very professional."
Jiang Luo: "Hehe."
Looking at the two people standing side by side in front of the kitchen counter, Shi Yan suddenly had a strange feeling: she should be outside, not here.
Once the noodles were cooked, Shi Yan sat down next to Jiang Luo, her gaze sweeping over the two of them.
She sensed an undercurrent of tension between Jiang Luo and He Ziyan.
One followed enthusiastically, while the other constantly avoided.
Could it be... some juicy gossip?
Shi Yan instantly imagined a melodramatic scenario where her ex-boyfriend appeared on a dating reality show with her.
That was so exciting!
"Did you know each other before?" She looked them over carefully, gesturing with her hands, "Before you came here."
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