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"Mrs. Bei, are you despising me?" Bei Yunchen raised his eyebrows.

"No, I'm just making a reasonable guess." Jian Moyan said indifferently.

Bei Yunchen pretended to be angry on purpose, "Mrs. Bei, I'll give you another chance."

Jian Moyan didn't have any fear, and immediately met Bei Yunchen's eyes.

"Mr. Bei, this is not the reason why you give me a chance."

"But I think you should look at the food you make and talk."

After saying that, Jian Moyan burst into a smile at Bei Yunchen.

That smile was extremely pure, but somehow it made Bei Yunchen feel a little discriminated against.

Bei Yunchen pursed his lips, "Mrs. Bei, I don't think the food I make is particularly bad."

"As long as it's unpalatable, it doesn't matter the grade." Jian Moyan said.

These words can be regarded as a complete blow to Bei Yunchen's self-confidence.

He glanced at Jian Moyan, and after a moment of silence, he turned and left alone.

Bei Yunchen didn't leave very quickly, just like those children who were angry, waiting for adults to coax them.

Seeing this, Jian Moyan hurried forward and grabbed Bei Yunchen by the corner of his clothes.

"Mr. Bei, I was wrong." Jian Moyan obediently admitted his mistake.

"You're right, it's the food I made that was too unpalatable." Bei Yunchen's expression was indifferent,

While speaking, he even pulled out the corner of Jian Moyan's clothes, looking aloof.

Jian Moyan begged for mercy immediately, "Mr. Bei, I really know I was wrong."

"What I just said is actually a lie to you. I really like the food you cook."

"What? I'll cook for you that night." Bei Yunchen glanced at Jian Moyan lightly.

Jian Moyan choked, her expression immediately became quite serious.

But under Bei Yunchen's squinting gaze, Jian Moyan nodded.

That appearance looked extremely tragic, but the words he uttered were particularly light.

"Mr. Bei, is it true?" Jian Moyan looked surprised.

"I really enjoy eating your meals, it's my pleasure!"

Even though Bei Yunchen knew these words were false, he still felt happy.

"Mrs. Bei, what do you want to eat tonight?"

"It just so happens that this place is relatively close to the supermarket, let's go buy some ingredients."

"I like everything Mr. Bei does." Jian Mo Yan smiled, the smile was far-fetched.

"Mrs. Bei, I want to cook what you like to eat." Bei Yunchen threw the question to Jian Moyan again.

Hearing this, Jian Moyan took a deep breath.

She thought for a while, then tentatively opened her mouth.

"Mr. Bei, can I ask you a question?"

"What's the problem?" Bei Yunchen said.

"How long has it been since you cooked?" Jian Moyan seemed to mention it casually.

"It's been a long time." Bei Yunchen was vague.

In fact, to be precise, after the quarrel with Jian Moyan, he has never cooked.

But this matter is like a taboo, Bei Yunchen doesn't want to mention it.

When Jian Moyan heard this, she naturally sensed Bei Yunchen's thoughts keenly.

She pursed her lips, hiding the slight discomfort in her heart.

"Mr. Bei, will your cooking skills deteriorate?" Jian Moyan smiled.

"This is the second question, Mrs. Bei." Bei Yunchen pursed his lips.

The implication is that I do not intend to answer this question.

Jian Moyan was silent for a while, "Mr. Bei, can I ask you another question?"

"No." Bei Yunchen was categorical.

Jian Moyan immediately showed a look of lovelessness.

She didn't say much anymore, and even said that she was ready to test the poison in her heart.

Thinking of this, Jian Moyan said directly, "Let's go shopping."

"Well, let's go." Bei Yunchen stretched out his hand to Jian Moyan.

Seeing this, Jian Moyan stretched out her hand to hold it.

The two got into Bei Yunchen's car and walked towards the supermarket.

Jian Moyan looked at the scene of continuous retreat, and her heart became more and more tragic.

But there was still a smile on his face.

When the car was driving slowly halfway, Jian Moyan seemed to speak inadvertently.

"Mr. Bei, have you learned how to cook now?"

"As long as Mrs. Bei likes to eat, I will cook." Bei Yunchen was not fooled.

Hearing this, Jian Moyan instantly imagined the scene of dark cooking.

After a while, the smile became more sincere.

"Mr. Bei, I'll help you later."

"En." Bei Yunchen responded.

"Mrs. Bei, in fact, your expression doesn't have to be so tragic."

Jian Moyan was indifferent, and subconsciously touched her cheek.

"I thought I was covering it up pretty well."

"You concealed it really well." Bei Yunchen affirmed.

"Then how did Mr. Bei know?" Jian Moyan sighed.

"Your words revealed the thoughts in your heart." Bei Yunchen said.

"Mr. Bei, I just want to get to know you better."

Jian Moyan continued to open her eyes and talk nonsense.

Bei Yunchen snorted coldly.

The car just arrived in front of the supermarket at this moment, Bei Yunchen parked the car, and the two walked down.

Jian Moyan got off the car first, followed by Bei Yunchen.

The two walked into the supermarket one after the other, and Bei Yunchen even held Jian Moyan's hand.

Seeing that Jian Moyan did not resist, Bei Yunchen pushed even further.

His hands moved slightly, adjusted his posture, and interlocked his fingers.

Suddenly, Bei Yunchen showed a satisfied attitude.

Jian Moyan turned her head to look at him, "Mr. Bei, if you are like this, I will charge you."

"What's the fee?" Bei Yunchen asked with a smile.

"I also want to cook for you." Jian Moyan smiled sincerely.

That appearance inexplicably sent a chill down Bei Yunchen's spine.

"What? Does Mr. Bei not want to eat the food I cook?" Jian Moyan asked.

She returned this routine to Bei Yunchen without any problems.

Bei Yunchen was silent for a while, "Mrs. Bei, are you trying to hurt each other with me?"

Jian Moyan raised her eyebrows, noncommittal.

Bei Yunchen was silent, "Yes."

Jian Moyan: ...

"Mr. Bei, do you want me to eat your food so much?" Jian Moyan was indignant.

"I think." Bei Yunchen nodded solemnly.

"Mr. Bei, I feel your sincere love for me." Jian Moyan put on a blank face.

"So, what do you want to eat? Just order it, and I will make it for you too."

"Anyway, I can eat anyway." Bei Yunchen replied calmly.

At this moment, he has an inexplicable self-confidence.

Bei Yunchen felt that since he had already eaten such unpalatable vegetables.

Then no matter how much Jian Moyan intentionally sits down, it won't be more unpalatable.

After all, Jian Moyan's culinary skills lie there.

But it turns out that people can't be too confident.

Face slaps always come so unexpectedly.

Bei Yunchen sat at the dining table, looking at the charcoal-like food, his expression became more and more indifferent.

"Mrs. Bei, you are going to blow up the kitchen."

"Mr. Bei, try it quickly." Jian Moyan handed Bei Yunchen the chopsticks.

Compared with Bei Yunchen's food, what Jian Moyan cooked was as if it was fished out of charcoal fire.

It is impossible to tell what kind of posture it is before entering the pot.

Bei Yunchen's hand holding the chopsticks tightened a little, "Mrs. Bei."

"If I eat this thing in my stomach, won't I get food poisoning?"

"No, if yes, I will accompany you to the hospital." Jian Moyan blinked innocently.

After finishing the words, he eagerly waited for Bei Yunchen to eat.

Bei Yunchen shook his chopsticks on the three dishes made by Jian Moyan.

Then he put down his chopsticks pretending to be calm, and looked at Jian Moyan.

"Mrs. Bei, can you first introduce to me what you do?"

"Yes." Jian Moyan pointed to the first dish, "This is lotus root pork rib soup."

"This is shredded pork with fish flavor." Jian Moyan pointed to the second dish.

"This is ground delicacies." Jian Moyan pointed to the third dish.

Apart from being silent, Bei Yunchen didn't know what to say.

If it wasn't for Jian Moyan's introduction, he really couldn't bear to figure out what it was.

"Mrs. Bei, you won." Bei Yunchen sighed.

"Let's let Wang Ma cook."

But it's easier to invite God than to send God away, Jian Moyan doesn't intend to let Bei Yunchen go like this.

"Mr. Bei, are you despising my craftsmanship?" Jian Moyan wanted to cry.

"I don't, I just think it's a waste for me to eat such a delicious meal."

Bei Yunchen opened his eyes and spoke nonsense.

"Look at the servants behind you, they all look eager."

"It makes me feel like I'm eating alone, which is bad."

And those servants who were suddenly named all showed resistance in an instant.

Jian Moyan naturally took all of this into his eyes.

Bei Yunchen acted as if he hadn't seen it, and continued to admit it.

"Mrs. Bei, I think these meals should be given to them."

The servant's expression became even more resistant.

If it wasn't for Bei Yunchen's obscenity, he would probably have to speak out now.

Jian Moyan blinked, "Mr. Bei, don't you plan to eat it?"

"Or, are you despising me?"

"If you dislike me, I won't cook for you in the future."

Jian Moyan deliberately showed a sad look.

Although Bei Yunchen knew that this was Jian Moyan's disguise, he still picked up the chopsticks.

"Mrs. Bei, I was wrong, I will eat."

As he said that, Bei Yunchen picked up a piece of food called: Ground Sanxian.

Just when he was about to put it in his mouth, Jian Moyan stopped him with chopsticks.

"Mr. Bei, do you know that your expression is extremely sad and angry?"

"It's like those soldiers who went to the battlefield, as if they were going to die in the next second."

Jian Moyan looked at Bei Yunchen with a smile.

"Mrs. Bei, I feel that if I continue this mouthful, I won't be able to find out that I will enter the Paradise of Ultimate Bliss."

Bei Yunchen was serious, he firmly believed that if he kept going, he would go to the hospital.

What responded to him was only Jian Moyan's cheerful laughter.

"So, Mr. Bei, do you still want me to eat the food you made?"

"Mrs. Bei, I think you can try it." Bei Yunchen was determined.

"I think what I make is at least better than what you make."

The most important thing is that the food that Bei Yunchen cooks, you can tell what it is.

As for the taste, there is no guarantee.