My Ex-husband Asked Me to Remarry Him Every Day-Chapter 560 - 552 Thank You Very Much
Xie Baola looked in his direction, "After all, this is your home, I wouldn’t dare to mess around without permission."
Chen Jiayan almost burst into laughter because of her.
The person who had tried every means to come to his house was saying this kind of thing?
"You can do whatever you want, just stay out of the kitchen."
Xie Baola didn’t give up, "I can really help you out!"
"No need!"
Chen Jiayan was resolute and clear-cut.
Xie Baola grumbled, "Fine then."
There was nothing good on the television.
During the New Year period, the same programs were being repeated over and over.
To add a bit more noise to the house, Xie Baola left the television on.
Seeing Chen Jiayan seriously handling the ingredients, Xie Baola stood up and left the living room.
His home was a three-bedroom apartment.
It was quite spacious.
And very tidy.
It’s just that there were few possessions.
It felt rather empty.
Just like him.
Xie Baola couldn’t imagine how he had spent all these years alone.
At least she had Old Xie for company.
And abroad, she was never short of friends.
Xie Baola walked towards the bedroom.
Chen Jiayan had said that she could do whatever she wanted; she wouldn’t need to ask him again just to look at his bedroom, right?
Xie Baola opened the door and took one glance inside, but didn’t go in.
His room was even cleaner.
Other than a bed and two bedside tables, plus a wardrobe, there was nothing else.
The grey and white color scheme made his room look like it lacked warmth.
Xie Baola closed the door and walked back.
In the end, she felt bored.
Eventually, Xie Baola found herself at the entrance to the kitchen.
At that moment, Chen Jiayan was dealing with a grass carp.
His movements showed that this wasn’t his first time cooking.
The fish they had bought was fresh, and Chen Jiayan was gutting it and scoring it.
His orderly manner prevented Xie Baola from being able to take her eyes off him.
How can someone look so good even when they’re cooking?
Since Xie Baola wanted to eat fish, Chen Jiayan was cooking fish.
Such a gentle and generous treatment made Xie Baola feel like she was close to conquering this man.
Besides, she was now in his house; how far could it be from sneaking into his bed?
It certainly couldn’t be far!
The look that Xie Baola cast on him was filled with an intense desire to conquer him.
That was something Chen Jiayan couldn’t just ignore.
After cleaning the fish and placing it on a plate, Chen Jiayan turned his head and looked at her, "Do you have nothing to do?"
Xie Baola hugged her arms and shook her head, "Nothing to do, the dinner is all your doing, what could I possibly have to do?"
"Go watch TV, don’t stand here."
Xie Baola laughed, "What’s wrong with me standing here?"
He tilted his head, sizing her up, "I’ve realized that you look quite good when you cook; have you cooked for any other women?"
Chen Jiayan: "... Yes."
Xie Baola immediately put on a stern face, "Who?"
There were other women who got there before she did?
"You."
Chen Jiayan said indifferently.
Xie Baola’s eyes lifted slightly, that man...
"I’ll help you."
Xie Baola made a motion as if rolling up her sleeves, "I’m willing to do anything you ask."
Seeing Chen Jiayan’s gaze turn towards her, Xie Baola said with a slight smile, "I can hand you the plates, too."
"Get out."
Chen Jiayan said emotionlessly, "I’ll say it one more time, stay away from the kitchen."
Xie Baola was dissatisfied, "It’s you who didn’t let me help; don’t blame me later for not assisting."
"I won’t blame you."
Xie Baola snorted softly.
Seeing Chen Jiayan starting to fry the fish and the smell wafting over, Xie Baola went back to the living room and sat down.
One must admit, Chen Jiayan’s sofa was quite soft and large too.
Xie Baola initially sat down but gradually lay down and continued to watch TV.
The TV really had nothing interesting on!
She picked up the remote and kept changing channels, eventually settling on a movie to watch.
The heating inside the house was turned up high, and Xie Baola slowly dozed off with eyes half-closed.
Chen Jiayan finished cooking several dishes.
Tomato-braised fish, kung pao chicken, dry-fried tofu, and stir-fried lettuce; there was only one soup that wasn’t ready yet.
He placed all the dishes on the dining table.
Glancing towards the sofa, he could only see Xie Baola lying there.
Chen Jiayan glanced at the pot of soup and walked toward the living room.
That was when he found out that Xie Baola had fallen asleep.
Curled up, palm supporting her cheek, she looked docile in her sleep, a feature rarely seen in her day-to-day presence.
How strange, to find such docility in someone like Xie Baola?
But the fleeting thought crossed his mind.
He felt he might have been deceived by Xie Baola’s appearance.
Her facade was always quite deceptive.
The soup would be ready in a few minutes.
Chen Jiayan woke Xie Baola up.
Xie Baola opened her eyelids and met Chen Jiayan’s gaze.
"Is dinner ready?"
"Getting ready, you get up first."
Xie Baola patted his sofa, smiling, "Your sofa is too soft; I fell asleep lying on it. Why don’t you lend me this sofa? I’ll come to your house to sleep."
Chen Jiayan habitually ignored Xie Baola’s heavily implied remarks.
"Go wash your face and get ready to eat."
Chen Jiayan turned and walked to the kitchen.
"Okay."
Xie Baola patted her face and walked toward the restroom.
Back at the dining table, Chen Jiayan had already brought the soup to the table.
Xie Baola could already smell the aroma.
"This soup smells amazing!"
Her eyes shining, she looked at Chen Jiayan, "Your cooking skills are amazing, Chen Jiayan!"
Faced with her praise, Chen Jiayan only responded indifferently, "You try the taste first and see if it’s to your liking."
Xie Baola’s eyes quirked up, saying, "You match my taste so well, I’m sure your cooking will suit my palate perfectly."
That’s just the kind of person he is.
So Xie Baola didn’t skimp on her praise.
In front of a man you like, it’s all about praise, praise, praise.
Let him bask in a halo of compliments.
And surely, the way he looks at you will be different.
Chen Jiayan: "..."
She always had to turn a perfectly normal sentence into something ambiguous.
"Have the soup first."
Chen Jiayan ladled some soup into a bowl, placing it in front of her.
"Hmm."
Xie Baola glanced at him and took a sip of the soup.
The soup tasted sweet and wasn’t greasy at all; it was indeed very good.
Xie Baola gave him a thumbs up.
"Truly delicious, if I had to score it out of a hundred, I’d give you a hundred, no afraid you’ll become arrogant."
"... Thank you."
"You’re welcome."
Xie Baola beamed.
Chen Jiayan swept her with a glance.
Her smile was certainly radiant.
Xie Baola talked incessantly at the dining table, keeping the conversation non-stop, bringing a bit of life to this quiet home.
It had been a long time since his home had been so lively.
Her laughter echoed in the living room.
Her smile seemed to become part of the backdrop of the house.
The colors in his vision were no longer just black and white but now carried a warm hue.
All of this was brought by Xie Baola.
As Xie Baola chatted away, she suddenly realized that Chen Jiayan had been watching her.
