The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

“Really? I knew it, Godma couldn’t have been as what Wen Yuechan said!”

Jin Yiheng pinched her chubby face and said, “Let’s go.”

Long Xiaoxi reached out to grab his arm and said, “Brother Yiheng, I’m going to stop calling you ‘Brother’ from now on. I want to address you by your name too. If Wen Yuechan is allowed to do that, I should be too.”

“Okay.”

“I brought a lot of snacks along when Daddy sent me back here. I’ll give you some later.”

“I’ll stop eating snacks from now on,” said Long Xiaoxi.

“Why?” Jin Yiheng asked with a look of puzzlement in his eyes.

“I’m going to go on a diet and lose weight.”

“Actually, you’re not very fat, you don’t have to lose weight…”

Pouting her lips, Long Xiaoxi chastised, “You boys just love telling lies. When you asked me why I didn’t want to let Wen Yuechan tag along to the boot camp, I told you that it was because she made fun of me and called me ‘fat.’ Yet all you said was, ‘Was she wrong?’ I still remember it clearly. You claim that you don’t think I need to lose any weight but you called me fat indirectly. How harsh of you.”

“You still remember that. It’s my fault for not thinking twice before I speak,” he said with a look of embarrassment.

“My mother said that you actually mean the things you blurt out mindlessly. I must lose weight. My mother also said that I’ll start to lose weight slowly as long as I stop snacking,” said a determined Long Xiaoxi.

“Xiaoxi, will you really be able to resist the temptation of the delicious snacks I brought? I’ve brought your favorite beef jerky and egg tarts. They won’t be fresh anymore by tomorrow.”

Stuck in a dilemma, Long Xiaoxi could not help but ask, “You can’t finish them alone, right?”

“Yes.”

She took a deep breath and said, “Alright, I’ll just have a bit of everything. It’s my pleasure to help you solve your difficulties.”

Jin Yiheng smiled and brought her back to the dormitory.

Staring at the ravenous Long Xiaoxi, who was eagerly shoving an egg tart into her mouth, he handed her a piece of tissue and said, “Slow down. I won’t eat any, you may have all of them.”

“How can I do that? That’s too much for me, I have to lose weight.”

“How are you going to have the energy to lose weight if you don’t eat?”

Long Xiaoxi nodded fervently like a woodpecker and chirped, “Yes, yes, you’re right.”

Smiling widely from ear to ear, Jin Yiheng watched as Long Xiaoxi wolfed the snacks down furiously and polished off all the food in no time.

After all, Long Xiaoxi was much younger and smaller in size than Wen Yuechan. Hence, she was kicked in the head by Wen Yuechan, who was trying to defend herself when she was pinned on the ground.

Long Xiaoxi winced in pain and blew her top. Seething with exasperation, she bit down into Wen Yuechan’s leg, causing the latter to bawl loudly in pain.

——

At five o’clock in the evening, An Xiaoning stared at Jin Qingyan, who was typing away on his computer, and asked earnestly, “What do you say I take charge of fixing dinner tonight?”

Jin Qingyan paused in his actions and stared at her apprehensively. “Aren’t you an amateur at cooking?”

“Yes, but it’s just cooking, it can’t be that hard. There are recipes available all over the internet. I’ll just follow the instructions while preparing the meal.”

“Why did you suddenly decide to cook?”

“Because I’d like to express my gratitude toward you.” An Xiaoning stood up and continued, “I’m going to the kitchen now. You’re not allowed to come in. Wait here patiently for the sumptuous feast!”

“Sure.”

An Xiaoning put on her apron and asked, “What would you like to eat, though?”

Jin Qingyan looked down and said with a chuckle, “You.”

“Shall I boil and serve myself to you? You may have a spread of steamed human flesh,” she said with a grin.

“No need for that. I can just devour you raw. It must taste really fresh and decadent. Shall we give it a try tonight?” he teased, batting his eyelashes.

An Xiaoning shivered at the sight of how intensely he was staring at her and said, “Hmph, I’m not going to talk to you anymore. I’m going to prepare dinner now. I promise it won’t kill you, but you must polish everything off regardless of how it tastes.”

She turned around and strode toward the kitchen while Jin Qingyan stared at her in delight. He could not take his eyes off of her at all, for he simply loved and adored her to bits.

Standing beside the refrigerator, Auntie Chen said, “Young Madam, what would you like to eat? I’ll cook it for you. The kitchen reeks of the odor of oil. Go outside and rest instead.”

“Auntie Chen, I’m going to cook dinner for Qingyan myself. He’s already agreed to let me do so. Go outside and let me prepare the dishes in the kitchen on my own, alright?”

Seeing how serious she was, Auntie Chen stopped trying to persuade her and exited the kitchen.

An Xiaoning took out the fresh ingredients from the refrigerator, only to find that she was lacking some ingredients that were required by the recipes she had found online.

Thus, she put her mobile phone away inside her pocket and decided to do it her way.

Soon, Jin Qingyan began to hear sounds of food being deep fried, ladles and utensils being dropped onto the ground, as well as that of plates being smashed. Not long after, thick fumes of smoke began spreading from inside the kitchen. Auntie Chen peeked inside the kitchen through the door, filled with panic and worry.

However, she dared not enter to intervene.

Jin Qingyan stood up and walked toward the kitchen door. Staring at the chaotic scene taking place before him inside the kitchen, he could not help but burst into laughter.

He had prepared dinner together with An Xiaoning before back in Dongpo Road. Yet, he did not expect her to create such a mess when she’s left alone in the kitchen.

He strode inside and stood beside An Xiaoning. “Why don’t you turn on the kitchen hood?”

“Ah, I forgot… I was just telling myself to switch on the kitchen hood when I was turning on the gas stove, yet I forgot it in a flash,” said An Xiaoning while scooping the food in the wok onto a plate.

Staring at the stir-fried corn with orange on the plate, Jin Qingyan asked, “Is this a new dish you came up with?”

“I think it should taste delicious, give it a try,” she said, handing him a pair of chopsticks.

Jin Qingyan picked up a piece of orange with his chopsticks and put it inside his mouth. It was so sour that his forehead had creased into a frown. “Very unique.”

“Since you’ve said that, you shall finish this entire plate,” said An Xiaoning.

“… Alright.”

Pointing at two other dishes, An Xiaoning said, “There are still two more. It should be enough for you.”

“Aren’t you having any?”

“I… I’ll get Auntie Chen to cook my dinner.”

“What!?!” Jin Qingyan gasped and questioned, “You definitely aren’t trying to repay me for saving your life. Tell me honestly, are you trying to take revenge on me?”

“What do you mean? I genuinely wanted to cook for you, it’s just that my culinary skills are rather lackluster and I have a lot to improve on.”

Jin Qingyan immediately thought of a saying he used to hear — In this world, there are two types of women who can’t cook; there are those who are unwilling to learn and practice, and the other type was those who are insistent on practicing despite being horrible at cooking. Just which type did she belong to?

Jin Qingyan was perplexed by the dinner she had prepared.

Apart from the stir-fried corn with orange, she had also prepared cucumber and milk soup, as well as a stir-fried banana with tomato.

They were all innovative dishes that she had come up with.

As a result, Jin Qingyan got the runs before he was even finished with the meal.

An Xiaoning had a feeling that he had gotten diarrhea because of the food she prepared. Thus, in order to express her apology, she instructed Auntie Chen to cook some porridge and serve it to him.