C4 (1/2)

”No, no, no …” ”There's nothing inconvenient about it!” ”Just a little surprised, ma'am. You never used to go into the kitchen.”

Qiao Anxiao smiled awkwardly and said, ”Was I like this before?”

She felt as if she had found the reason why he was neither cold nor hot to her.

Perhaps it had never been his intention to marry her. She had a bad temper in the past, so she didn't go to the kitchen, but instead … How could a man like Fu Siming like her like that?

”If you really want to learn, then come with me.”

”Thank you!”

Qiao Anxiao followed the butler into the kitchen. After preparing the ingredients, he began to seriously study.

The whole afternoon was spent in the kitchen.

When the dishes were ready, Steward Zheng praised sincerely,

”It's already amazing that Madam can cook these for the first time.”

Qiao Anyun happily smiled and asked, ”Butler, you're the one who taught us well.”

The butler nodded and smiled. ”If mister knows that Madam is personally cooking for him …”

Eh, Qiao Anxiao was stunned. Could it be that Steward Zheng had misunderstood something?

She didn't cook for the man.

Just when Joanna thought she might never see her husband again, the butler said that Mr. Fu was coming back tonight.

She felt that she should prepare something. When she thought of the few dishes she had practiced with the steward for the past two days, she felt that she was the only one who could take this out now.

The closer it was to the time that Fu Siming arrived at his home, the more indescribably nervous Qiao Anxian felt. She also didn't know why.

After almost a week of not seeing him, and meeting him again, Joanna noticed that he was completely different from the last time. His hair was not neatly combed like the last time, but let it hang down naturally.

Although he was still wearing a suit, it was a casual camel-colored suit. He looked a lot younger and gentler now.

”Sir.”

The butler took the coat from him and let the servant hang it up.

”S...” ”Si Ming.” Qiao Anzhi awkwardly called out his name, walking to his side, wanting to speak but then stopping.

”Hmm?” His gaze immediately swept over her, indicating that she wanted to speak.

”I... I made you something to eat. Would you like to try it? ”