Fated to My Billionaire Husband-Chapter 381 - : You Won’t Eat the Thing I Made for You?_1
Chapter 381: Chapter 381: You Won’t Eat the Thing I Made for You?_1
His demeanor implied cooking was some glamorous endeavor.
Jian Yufei knew that no one could reason with him when he was being stubborn.
She glanced at him and asked, “What are you making for me?”
“Eggs.”
“Anything else?”
Ruan Tianling’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, “What do you want to eat?”
There were plenty of foods she wanted to eat, but he couldn’t cook any of them!
“What can you make?”
“Whatever you want, I can make.” The haughty man announced, absolutely not allowing her to belittle him.
Jian Yufei knew he was lying, but she couldn’t bear to burst his bubble: You’re all talk, you can’t even make eggs properly, what else can you make?
Proclaiming that would only provoke him to argue more.
“How long will it take?” she decided to dissuade him from cooking in a different way.
Ruan Tianling glanced at his watch and said uncertainly, “Half an hour… No, fifteen minutes!”
“Fine, I’ll give you fifteen minutes. If you can’t do it, then I’ll step in.” Saying so, she left the kitchen.
Ruan Tianling immediately turned around to start making eggs. These fifteen minutes were crucial to his masculine dignity. freёwebnoѵel.com
He must get it right, he absolutely must!
Jian Yufei sat in the living room watching TV, enduring her excessive hunger, waiting for fifteen minutes to pass. God knows she was really, really hungry.
But Ruan Tianling was oblivious to her hunger, doing everything centered around himself, never considering things from someone else’s perspective.
Jian Yufei drank a glass of water to slightly ease the hunger.
She glanced at the time on her phone, seven minutes had passed already, still, eight minutes to go…
Five minutes to go… two minutes…
As soon as the time was up, Jian Yufei immediately headed for the kitchen.
“Ruan Tianling, time’s up. Are the eggs ready yet?”
“They are ready, go sit down, we can eat right away.” Ruan Tianling blocked her at the kitchen door and led her to sit at the dining table.
Jian Yufei peeked inside and saw that he was boiling something, steam puffing out as if something decent might actually be cooked.
She shot him a suspicious look before going to sit down.
Ruan Tianling quickly came out carrying the pan, placed it on the wooden pad on the dining table and then lifted the lid.
Jian Yufei looked over and immediately rolled her eyes.
He actually cooked boiled eggs, the simplest dish known to humanity!
Was he actually an idiot? Is that the only thing he can make?
Ruan Tianling had already added cold water to the pan, so the eggs weren’t hot anymore.
He picked up an egg and cracked it on the table. Then, he slowly peeled the shell off with his long, attractive hands before passing her the smooth, glossy egg.
“Are you hungry? Come on, eat up.” He was smiling, as if he was serving her a grand feast.
Jian Yufei didn’t reach out to take the egg: “Is this all you’ve made for me?”
“…Have this first to stave off your hunger, I’ll go and cook some noodles for you.” He tried to maintain his composure while saying this.
Jian Yufei stood up and casually said, “You eat this, I’ll go and cook the noodles.”
Ruan Tianling’s face instantly darkened, “You won’t eat what I’ve made for you?”
“I don’t like this.”
“I remember you ate this before.”
“I don’t like it now.” Jian Yufei walked towards the kitchen, completely ignoring his sullen expression.
She didn’t understand why he insisted on cooking for her himself, even help her peel the egg shell. His thoughtful gestures made him seem like a husband caring for his wife.
Except he wasn’t her husband, and she wasn’t his wife.
