Chapter 20 Are you so happy to cook me a meal?
She thought marrying Lu Yiran would only require her to show up when he needed her, but now she had lost her freedom. She also felt that Lu Yiran was being a bit suspicious. This wasn't the first time he'd told her she was involved with another man. But she hadn't had any men around her recently, which was baffling. It seemed like their mindsets weren't on the same page; it didn't make sense. She suddenly didn't want to argue with him anymore. She just wanted the year to pass quickly so she could leave.
"Tell me, what do you want to see me about today?"
Mu Nanyan changed the subject directly, and Lu Yiran then remembered the purpose of coming back today. His expression also improved a little, after all, he needed help from others.
"Come back to the old house with me for dinner tomorrow. My grandma wants to see you."
It had been almost half a month since they got married, and this was the first time Lu Yiran wanted her help. She was a little angry about what had just happened and wanted to refuse, but when she thought about how she had been living in Yujing Tiancheng with good food and drink since she got married, it seemed a bit unreasonable not to go, so she suppressed her displeasure and said:
"I understand. I'll go tomorrow."
"Um."
The atmosphere between the two of them had been tense just now, as if they were about to have a big fight. Now that they had reached an agreement, the situation was no longer as tense as before. However, neither of them spoke, and since they were the only two people in the living room, it seemed particularly quiet.
"Gu~Gu~"
A strange sound rang out in the living room. Mu Nanyan looked around for a long time but didn't see anything strange, wondering what was making the sound.
"Gu~Gu~"
The strange sound rang out again. Mu Nanyan looked towards the source of the sound and saw Lu Yiran standing next to her, holding his stomach with an embarrassed look on his face. Then she remembered what the housekeeper had said before: Lu Yiran had waited for her all night, and she understood something in an instant.
"Are you hungry?"
"Nonsense, I haven't eaten anything since lunch at noon."
After hearing what Lu Yiran said, Mu Nanyan suddenly felt a little guilty. Although she didn't understand Lu Yiran's behavior, Lu Yiran wanted to wait for her to come back for dinner together. In the end, he came back full of food, while Lu Yiran had been hungry all night.
It was already very late when Mu Nanyan came back. The two had a quarrel. It was almost past twelve o'clock and the chefs had already gone off work. Lu Yiran, the pampered young master, definitely couldn't cook. In the end, the burden of feeding Lu Yiran had to be handed over to Mu Nanyan.
Mu Nanyan sighed in her heart, looked at Lu Yiran resignedly and said, "Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you."
When Lu Yiran heard that Mu Nanyan was going to cook, he immediately thought of the bowl of plain noodles he had had before. To be honest, he missed the taste quite a bit. This woman was not very good, but her cooking skills were pretty good.
Lu Yiran was just about to suggest having some plain noodles, but when he thought about how he had waited for this woman all night, and how she had eaten and drunk well outside, leaving him, Lu Yiran, to starve at home, he became angry. He absolutely couldn't let her get away with it so easily.
"You can do anything?"
“It can be made as long as there are ingredients in the kitchen.”
Mu Nanyan is quite confident in her cooking skills. She has been interested in making various kinds of food since she was a child. She even worked part-time in a restaurant during her college summer vacation, and her cooking skills were honed at that time.
Mu Nanyan said this and went to the kitchen to see what ingredients were in the refrigerator. Lu Yiran followed her to the kitchen.
Mu Nanyan opened the refrigerator and found it was full of everything. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Lu Yiran:
"President Lu, please order some food. I'll make it for you. Consider it my compensation for making you wait so long in vain today. I hope you can forgive me and not ground me for no reason."
Although Mu Nanyan's tone was a bit sarcastic when she said this, Lu Yiran was quite pleased with what she said. He suddenly felt very happy, but he did not show it on his face. He said lightly:
"You still have some conscience."
Lu Yiran looked at the ingredients in the kitchen and started ordering:
"Beijing-style shredded pork, Kung Pao chicken, lettuce with oyster sauce, and a tomato beef soup. For the main course, I want the plain noodles you made the other night."
"Can you finish all this? It will be past one o'clock when I'm done."
Mu Nanyan felt that Lu Yiran was playing tricks on her, but she had no evidence. Lu Yiran said lightly:
"If I can't finish it, don't I still have you? And who says we have to eat as much as the dishes we cook? I just want to eat these few things, right? It's one o'clock, so what? I'm not in a hurry. I don't have to go to work tomorrow, so we can go back to the old house at noon or in the evening."
"You're not in a hurry? You're not hungry?"
After Mu Nanyan finished speaking, she looked at his stomach. Lu Yiran was speechless because he was indeed very hungry. But as proud as Lu Yiran was, he would never admit it.
"Take your time. I'll go upstairs to shower and change."
After Lu Yiran finished speaking, he walked upstairs. He had a mild obsession with mysophobia. Every time he got home, the first thing he did was to take a shower and change clothes. If he hadn't been waiting for Mu Nanyan today, he would have taken a shower long ago.
Mu Nanyan looked at Lu Yiran's back as he left in a carefree manner, feeling inexplicably unhappy:
"Damn, are you treating me like a servant?"
Mu Nanyan's previous guilt suddenly disappeared. What did he eat or not have to do with her? It wasn't her who asked him to wait. The more Mu Nanyan thought about it, the more she felt that she had just agreed to cook for him out of sympathy.
There was no other way now. She had already promised to cook for Lu Yiran, so she had to accept her fate and get busy in the kitchen.
Half an hour later, Lu Yiran came down from the shower. He came to the kitchen door and looked at Mu Nanyan busy at work. Suddenly, he felt that this mansion seemed to have a touch of homely atmosphere. The chef would also cook here before, but he didn't have that feeling at the time. He couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth.
At this time, Mu Nanyan had her back to the kitchen door, and because of the sounds of the range hood and cooking, she didn't notice that there was a person standing at the kitchen door. She was still busy working. For her, cooking was a kind of enjoyment, and her mood was much better than before. She hummed a few lyrics from time to time.
Lu Yiran was watching her from behind, and she seemed quite happy, but he felt puzzled.
"Is this woman really that serious? She's so happy to cook a meal for me?"
If Mu Nanyan knew what Lu Yiran was thinking, she would definitely say:
"President Lu, please stop being so narcissistic, okay?"
In this way, Lu Yiran stood at the door and watched Mu Nanyan for almost half an hour, and he didn't feel bored at all. It was not until he saw Mu Nanyan preparing to cook noodles that he reacted, turned around, left the kitchen door, and sat on the sofa in the living room.
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