Rong Yan has no talent for cooking.
She needed to follow the video step by step, while Fu Jingsheng stood outside the door peeking in.
The servants were gossiping nearby.
[My wife has never cooked before, but she specially prepared a meal today. She loves Young Master Fu very much.]
The way to a man's heart is through his stomach.
The wife has always liked her husband very much.
...
Fu Jingsheng listened intently, and the happiness he felt at that moment was indescribable.
Rong Yan worked for two hours and finally managed to prepare three dishes and a soup.
The woman tasted it; it must be good.
She opened the kitchen door and found Fu Jingsheng standing next to her: "You're pretty good at timing, aren't you? Dinner's ready."
Fu Jingsheng lowered his head and smelled it: "It smells so good, and it looks nice too. Let me serve it to you."
"You're all on holiday, so go do whatever you want. Sister Wu will give everyone 500 yuan each. Go out and relax, and come back after nine o'clock. Xiao Lei and the others aren't coming back today either." Fu Jingsheng dismissed the servants.
Who wouldn't like getting paid during a holiday? Everyone put down their work and readily agreed: "Thank you, young master. If necessary, I can stay out tonight."
"I can also live outside."
"We can all live outside."
Several people spoke together.
"You all decide what to do." Fu Jingsheng only needs two hours.
After all the dishes were served, the servants had all left the villa.
Only Rong Yan and Fu Jingsheng remained at the large round table.
"It's a bit deserted." Rong Yan looked around at the empty surroundings.
“That’s great. It’s rare for us to eat alone. Let me try your cooking.” Fu Jingsheng picked up a piece of meat.
Chew slowly and savor the food carefully, making an expression of enjoyment.
Rong Yan waited for his evaluation.
After eating one piece, the man praised, "If anyone ever says you can't cook again, I'll argue with them. It's so delicious, you're clearly a professional chef."
Rong Yan picked up a piece herself and said, "It's alright, but not as good as theirs. Fu Jingsheng, you're exaggerating. I tasted it while it was stewing, and it only reached an average level."
Fu Jingsheng shook his finger: "No, I think it's delicious, really delicious. I could eat two bowls of rice with this meat."
"Then try these too," Rong Yan said expectantly, pointing to the remaining dishes.
The man tasted each bite and praised his wife to the skies.
"You're seeing things through a filter, aren't you? It looks so delicious." Rong Yan didn't expect that a few dishes would make Fu Jingsheng so happy.
As a result, Fu Jingsheng ate three bowls of rice to prove that what he said was true.
While clearing away the dishes, Fu Jingsheng was still praising them.
"You're showering me with compliments that're off the charts. Hurry up, finish washing the dishes and go for a walk, or you won't be able to digest the food in your stomach."
"Wait, let me post something on my WeChat Moments first." Fu Jingsheng finally updated his status once a year, with a few pictures and a caption: "My wife's cooking is delicious."
This post on WeChat Moments instantly garnered over a hundred likes, numerous comments, and even trended on social media.
Title: The CEO is Actually a Love-Obsessed Person
[This meal broke my year-long record of not posting on social media. Is she really that moved? Or has Rong Yan been treating Fu Jingsheng badly all along?]
[Rong Yan is a strong woman herself, shouldn't she record herself cooking?]
I just don't understand the happiness of the rich. They can be moved by cooking a meal. My hands are calloused from all the cooking, but my husband has never shown off once.
[Be bold to compare yourself to CEOs.]
We live ordinary lives, cooking and washing our own clothes—it's nothing unusual.
When He Wei messaged Fu Jingsheng, the man realized he was trending on social media again.
He showed Rong Yan everyone's comments.
Rong Yan was only focused on looking at the photos Fu Jingsheng posted: "He didn't even bother to edit them. These photos look unappetizing and make me look bad."
"Isn't the focus on the comments?" Fu Jingsheng scrolled down.
"Hahaha, some people say you're starved for love." Rong Yan suddenly laughed.
"What?" Fu Jingsheng only saw everyone saying that Rong Yan really cared about him, and didn't pay attention to anything else.
“You said you were starved for love, and you’re this happy over a meal,” Rong Yan repeated.
Fu Jingsheng thought about it and realized that it was a bit too much to be so happy over just one meal; his expectations were a little too low.
"Should I explain that I'm not lacking in love? Besides cooking for me, you also give me massages and warm my bed..."
"Don't."
The man put his arm around Rong Yan's waist: "Can I ask now? What made you decide to cook today? I thought you would be unhappy if I exposed Rong Bing."
Rong Yan cupped her husband's face in her hands: "You did nothing wrong. I'm the one who put you in a difficult position. I also have questions for you. Have you really not found out who was behind the trouble? Or did you let Rong Bing off the hook? The first two things were made public to warn her, and the last thing was kept secret to make her punishment lighter."
"We really haven't found out who's behind this. I hope it really isn't her." Fu Jingsheng didn't believe that the eldest sister in charge could organize this event.
Rong Yan told Fu Jingsheng that she had gone to see Rong Bing. When Rong Bing heard about the commotion at the company entrance, she was indeed shocked and seemed unaware of the matter.
"Don't think about that. Now that we've finished eating, it's time for me to reward you." Fu Jingsheng picked Rong Yan up in his arms. "No one was home today, and the doors were all closed. You cooked for me in the kitchen, so I'll reward you in the kitchen too."
Everything on the control panel had been cleared out, and Fu Jingsheng sat down with Rong Yan in his arms.
"Wait for me, I'm going upstairs to get a mat, it's a bit hard." Fu Jingsheng ran off.
Rong Yan sat on the counter, imagining the scene that would happen in a moment. Her face instantly turned red to the roots of her ears. She deliberately let all the servants out so that they could be in the kitchen.
This was a scene that appeared repeatedly in the novel, and she still felt ashamed that it was about to happen to her.
The man quickly got down: "I told you, every corner of the house should bear our mark, so that no matter where you go, you'll remember me."
He laid out a mat.
The man stood beside her, while Rong Yan sat on the control panel with her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.
"Where did you see all this?" the woman asked in his ear.
"Self-taught." Fu Jingsheng said smugly, "As long as you don't think I'm a freak."
Rong Yan gently bit his earlobe: "As expected, all the CEOs in books are the same."
"What do you mean?" Fu Jingsheng suddenly heard the same thing. "Besides me, do you know anyone else?"
"The CEOs in novels, especially romance novels, are all like that. They don't manage the company properly; they're always thinking about how to have a good sex life."
“I disagree. I’m quite serious at the company during the day, but I need to leave some time for life,” Fu Jingsheng retorted.
"You're right." Rong Yan breathed out a few breaths of air. "I'll just take a look and see if the kitchen is any good."
Many actions in the book have been altered, and Rong Yan herself is unsure if some of them might mislead readers. Now that she has the opportunity to try it out, she is full of anticipation.
Fu Jingsheng unzipped her clothes, pulled them down to her waist, and started kissing her from her neck.
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