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Chapter 40: Trying to Prevent My Little Girl from Being a Widow
Jian Jinci put on an apron and went into the kitchen, taking out the vegetables she needed from the refrigerator.
Pei Yanzhou took off his suit jacket, his shirt sleeves rolled up slightly, revealing a section of his lean forearm. He went into the kitchen and took the ingredients from Jian Jinci’s hand.
“We agreed I would cook for you.” Jian Jinci looked at him, “You’re not allowed to interfere.”
He chuckled, “No interference, just washing vegetables.”
“Tonight, taste the little girl’s cooking.”
Jian Jinci couldn’t argue with Pei Yanzhou, so she had to compromise.
He looked like he was out of touch with the world, but he cooked delicious food. She stared at Pei Yanzhou’s back for a few seconds, she wanted to know what he had been through all these years abroad.
Pei Yanzhou put the washed vegetables into separate plates and placed them on the cabinet.
“Pei Yanzhou.”
“Hmm.”
“Did you grow up abroad?”
“No.” Pei Yanzhou’s black eyes flashed with a hint of complexity, “I was in my teens, I can’t remember exactly.”
Jian Jinci stopped chopping vegetables, “Did you have any family members with you?”
She felt like this question was a bit too personal, she said, “It’s okay if you don’t want to answer.”
“No.” He didn’t have any family members with him. Before he went abroad, he had a group of wolves and tigers around him, the only warmth came from that little girl.
After going abroad, he finished his studies and started from scratch, struggling in the business world. Every day, the only thing that supported him was the image of the little girl from before he went abroad, hugging his waist and crying, begging him not to leave.
At that time, he had no choice.
Jian Jinci’s heart felt like it was pricked by a needle, a dull pain. He didn’t have any family members with him, he was a teenager abroad, he must have suffered a lot. Cooking was just a basic survival skill.
Pei Yanzhou came back to his senses, his black eyes held a hint of a smile, “Want to know about me?”
“Hmm.” Jian Jinci didn’t deny it, “Besides knowing your name and that you’re the CEO of Jingche Group, I don’t seem to know anything else.”
She turned her head to look at him, a few strands of his hair fell on his forehead, he lowered his head and carefully washed the vegetables in his hand, his side profile was sharp and angular, his eyelashes were long and thick. She had a feeling that he wasn’t as carefree as he seemed.
As if noticing her gaze, he turned his head, his eyes were gentle as he looked at her, “You can ask me.”
“Or…”
Jian Jinci waited for his next words, but he said, “Nothing.”
She rolled her eyes at him, he always left half of his words unsaid. She said, “Pei Yanzhou, if you don’t change your habit of leaving half of your words unsaid, you’ll be beaten to death one day.”
“I understand, the little girl is concerned about me, afraid that I’ll be beaten to death.”
“I’ll try to change.”
“When we get married later, I’ll try not to let my little girl be a widow.”
Pei Yanzhou’s lips held a hint of a smile, his expression was incredibly indulgent.
Jian Jinci: “…”
She was speechless, what did him being beaten to death have to do with her being a widow? Besides, she didn’t have to be a widow, she could remarry.
Jian Jinci, “That’s good, she can remarry.”
She blurted out the words without noticing anything wrong with them.
Pei Yanzhou wiped his hands dry and met her gaze, “The prerequisite for remarrying is that you marry me first, so, little girl, you want to marry me.”
Jian Jinci: “…”
Only then did she realize the inappropriateness of what she had just said. Her cheeks flushed, she reached out and pulled Pei Yanzhou’s arm, pulling him out of the kitchen.
He said in a tone that was not polite, “You! Get out, don’t get in the way in the kitchen.”
Pei Yanzhou turned around, wanting to say something, but his phone rang. He glanced at it, didn’t answer the call, but looked at Jian Jinci, “Be careful when cooking, I’ll take a call.”
He went to sit on the sofa, the call was from Qin Huai. He answered the phone.
The person on the other end said, “Mr. Pei, the video conference at eight tonight…”
Pei Yanzhou’s voice was distant, “Postpone it.”
The kitchen was next to the living room, and it reached Jian Jinci’s ears. She looked up at him. At this time, Pei Yanzhou said again, “The video conference is postponed to nine tomorrow morning.”
Jian Jinci’s chopping motion paused for a moment, then she continued. Did he have work tonight?
Was he postponing his work until tomorrow because she asked him to stay for dinner? She didn’t know, she was just guessing randomly.
She was lost in thought, and accidentally cut her hand. She gasped, bright red blood instantly oozed out, flowing down her finger.
She put down the cleaver, turned on the water, and rinsed it for a while. She had a box of band-aids in the cabinet, she took one out and put it on.
Later, Pei Yanzhou came over. She hid her hand without showing any sign of it. After dinner, she tore off the band-aid and threw it in the trash can, her finger was no longer bleeding.
She brought the dishes to the dining table.
Pei Yanzhou put the food in his mouth. Jian Jinci held her breath and observed his expression. She always felt that her cooking was good, why was she so nervous in front of Pei Yanzhou?
If he didn’t like it, it wasn’t that her cooking was bad, it was just that his cooking was too good.
“How is it?” She was like a student waiting for their exam results, “Is it okay?”
Pei Yanzhou put down his chopsticks, “Out of ten points, I’d give you nine.”
He continued, “Do you know why the points were deducted?”
“Why?”
“Easy to get full.”
Jian Jinci’s lips curled up unconsciously, “Smooth talker.”
Pei Gou was no longer the Pei Gou he used to be. Since that day when she called him Pei Jing, he had become incredibly ‘flirtatious’.
He used to be cold, abstinent, and aloof, but he was no longer like that after that day.
She remembered the postponed meeting, she asked, “Did you have a meeting tonight?”
“Yes, a video conference.” Pei Yanzhou, “It’s not important.”
“You can be busy, it’s okay.” She always felt that someone like Pei Yanzhou wouldn’t let something unimportant affect his work.
Pei Yanzhou put food on her plate, “The meeting can be postponed until tomorrow, but dinner can’t.”
“Won’t it affect your work?”
“No.”
Jian Jinci didn’t say anything else. After dinner, Pei Yanzhou got up to clear the dishes. She reached out to stop him, “I said I would do it.”
“Just consider it a chance to digest.” Pei Yanzhou’s eyes held a smile, Jian Jinci didn’t stop him.
She went to the sofa, Pei Yanzhou washed the dishes in the kitchen. They looked like a married couple who had been together for a long time, the wife cooking and the husband washing the dishes, the atmosphere was warm and harmonious.
Pei Yanzhou finished washing the dishes and was about to leave the kitchen when he caught a glimpse of the bloodstained band-aid in the trash can. His expression darkened slightly, and he left the kitchen.
His black eyes looked at the figure in the corner of the sofa, he asked coldly, “Where’s the medicine cabinet?”
“Did you get hurt?” Jian Jinci took a small medicine cabinet from the drawer of the coffee table, “Where did you get hurt, come here and I’ll put medicine on it.”
Pei Yanzhou sat down beside her. She noticed Pei Yanzhou’s gloomy expression, why was he unhappy after washing the dishes?
She asked, “What’s wrong with you?”
Pei Yanzhou remained silent, his face cold.
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