Chapter 305 - Your Cooking Is Awful.
Chapter 305 – Your Cooking Is Awful.
At Tulip Apartment,
"Here, I have tried to make some bone broth for you. Have it!" Director Qi said as he followed inside the living room with a tray in his hands. He has long undone his suit jacket and tie and abandoned them back somewhere he was not sure of.
His sleeves were being rolled up, showing his well-toned muscled arms. His face held a thin layer of wetness that can be called as evidence of hard work he has done in the kitchen. His shirt was a little wrinkled at the sides but that was not lessening his upright aura in any way.
Though he always had an easy-going air around him, it was still the type of one that can silence everyone's charms and presence when stood in the middle.
Feng Yi Lan was busy watching one of her favourite television series when lifted her eyes to look at the suave looking man. Without any doubt, her breath got hitched and her white fair cheeks got reddened. Her eyes blinked to look at his every single detail; from his soft hair strands dripping with little sweat to his white shirt hugging his body or perfectly.
Before she knew she was lost in the trance of his beauty until she was snapped back by his words of care and concern, "Yi Lan, come on have it while it is hot. It's really beneficial for your healing bones". He paused as he downed the tray on the table and pushed it lightly towards her.
"Furthermore, I am not going anywhere. You can stare at me as long as you want after you complete this serve of the bowl", he added on and the woman instantly rolled her eyes at him, giving out a hmph of irritation.
"Who wants to stare at you? I have seen much better. Remember I said I am not the same naïve girl as before who was no better than the frog of the well". Her lips curled slightly up to give a mocking smile to the man, but whether it was directed to him or not was something that could not be made sure at any near time.
Qi Shuai smiled at her scale of comparison. Even knowing the real meaning behind it, he preferred to maintain his oblivion. "Princess, you can't compare yourself to a frog. You are far prettier than that. If you want, you can call me a frog then we can try out the story of Princess and the frog Prince. That would match us better. Wouldn't that?"
He said and Feng Yi Lan only rolled her eyes. "I was not talking about the fairytale, rather the reality where every frog claims their well to be the most beautiful one out in the world until he gets to see what other options he has got in its destiny. Wasn't I the same?" She bit back.
The smile of mockery returned to her lips as she continued, "In the past, I was the same. I took your charms to be the best one in the world after my brother. But I only realized the truth after I moved my heart from you. Our country does not lack in men's beauty, actually. So with all this story I only mean that I have no reasons to stare at you."
Though her words had not missed its chance to pierce something in his heart. Still, there was something on her face that lessened that pain effectively. The evidence that there was still something left between them. Evidence that proved that his presence still influenced her heart.
Shrugging off the thousands of negative thoughts, he chose to believe on frail evidence he has discovered. Smiling at her words or his own discovery, he nodded and said, "Fine I agree with your words. A frog will only know the world better when he leaves his well to explore the world." He paused, as his eyes became a little intense on her face. Trying to let her know his intentions more vividly.
"But even if it gets to find thousands of prettier wells around, the comfort his actual home gave him will be found nowhere. So even after reaching the end of the world, he will still crave to come back to the well with which he is actually destined to. One's fate might have many treasures to explore, but it will only have one gem that will be beautiful enough to risk your life for!" He added on.
"You …" Feng Yi Lan wanted to retaliate back but his words had left her wordless. This man … Why did his words have become so suggestive? What was he intending with all those words now? Didn't he say that he would prefer to stay far away from her then why was he playing so close to her heartstrings; almost making her lose the tune of tough music she has decided on.
"Oh Okay! I think if we continue to blabber on this stuff then all my efforts of making this bone broth will go to waste. Be quick and have it before it turns cold", he said as he quickly bent down to place the spoon in the bowl of soup. And then lifted it to extend towards her.
"I am not going to have it. Drink it by yourself. Now, move aside, let me watch my television series", She said, avoiding him from the front of the television.
Qi Shuai could only shake his head at her childishness. Just a moment before seeing her talk so big, anyone would have thought that she had finally grown up. Grown-up to be mature! But the very next moment, she again declared to the world that her childish side was much more dominant than any other.
He did not pay any heed to her words and took his steps to sit beside her. Then taking the bowl in his hands, he said, "Fine, I won't disturb your drama series. But I will feed you all of this bowl silently. Drink it while enjoying your T.V."
He said as he pulled up the first spoonful of soup up to her lips only for her to gulp it down in an instant. His lips curled up into a smile as he repeated his action and she reciprocated it subconsciously pone after the other.
Before she knew the whole bowl was empty. Her voluntary muscles got so used to the actions of opening and closing mouth that even after the bowl got empty, she still repeated her actions. But when not receive any spoon into her mouth, she growled like a sullen kid. "Argh! Why are you again not feeding me? Just feed me fast, I can't keep my mouth open for the whole day long".
Qi Shuai looked at her, raising his brows, "Princess, the bowl is already empty and you already had enough".
It was then when Feng Yi Lan realized her real surroundings. Her eyes darted to look at the empty bowl and then went to look at the man. There was a slight curl formed on his lips that made her feel like he was teasing her.
"I did not know Princess that you still like my cooking", Qi Shuai said with a smirk and Feng Yi Lan instantly gritted her teeth.
"Who said that I liked it? It was so awful. I was just considering your efforts or else I would have long drained it down the sink. Hmph!" she retorted back.
"Okay! I understood the truth, you don't have to feel shy" he smiled with a smug and then continued, "I will go and keep this empty bowl into the sink. You enjoy your show".
Saying that he stood up to walk off but the moment he did he was tugged backwards. "I said I did not like your cooking, Brother Shuai!" she yelled back like a little girl who just wanted to prove her point at any cost.
The movement of force was so out of the blue that he wasn't able to use right reflexes on time. His attention flexed towards protecting her ankle from his fall but in the process of doing so, he almost forgot to take the count of empty soup bowl in his hand.
As a result, the bowl took the fall, spilling the remains of the partially oily liquid on the woman's clothes.