Chapter 12.2 (1/2)

Chapter 12.2

Breakfast was rice porridge with dumplings and boiled eggs. Qin Shaocheng would often look at the food’s presentation while he ate. If it was presented well, his chopsticks would move more quickly. All the dishes and cups he bought at home were carefully selected by Jiang Yishan. They were exquisite and beautiful. He can take aesthetic photos of them in the style of the Po social network just by laying down a tablecloth and directly putting dishes on top of it.

The plate was also exquisite. A bowl of porridge had to be sprinkled with sesame and sugar. If there were no snacks at home, Jiang Yishan can crush pecans instead of sesame and sprinkle it. The egg dumplings were still hot. Jiang Yishan went to the kitchen and poured some vinegar into a small bowl so Qin Shaocheng can dip the dumplings in it. He also added two drops of red oil into the vinegar, making it look good and more fragrant.

Yet there was no change on Qin Shaocheng’s expression when he saw these.

The greatest pleasure of cooking was to get the affirmation of others after tasting. Jiang Yishan, who got no response, was more or less depressed. He tells himself that it was probably because he didn’t cook too well.

After eating rice, Jiang Yishan went to the kitchen to wash dishes. Qin Shaocheng went to the study and called Wei Feng’s phone. Wei Feng also just woke up. From his voice, one could hear he was still hungover: “Old Qin, did I give the key to someone yesterday? I didn’t see my car key in the morning.”

“Zeng Pingping drove your car home yesterday.”

“Ah, I’ll have to go back and get it…”

“You…” Qin Shaocheng thought for a moment and asked, “Did you know that you’re still friends with Jiang Yishan on WeChat?”

Wei Feng said, “What’s the matter? I–fuck–ah, that kid is so pervasive that I say he is–”

Qin Shaocheng rubbed his brow: “Wei Feng.”

“Ah… Don’t blame me. I just posted some photos. I want him to see that you’re having fun even after he left, that you’re happy and comfortable.”