Pretending to Love: Mr. Yan's New Wife

Lin Qingjian felt that something was wrong with their little snail recently.

Miss Zou, who is always distracted and never touches Yang Chunshui, is about to learn how to cook.

She couldn't help but worry a little, whether the previous racing incident had too much impact on her.

Deliberately looking for an opportunity to ask, but Zou Zhiyi has been running to the hospital recently, and the two hardly have time to meet each other.

After finally finding an opportunity while she was making soup, Lin Qingjian couldn't help but ask, "What's the matter with you recently?"

The soup was gurgling in the soup pot, Zou Zhiyi checked the time according to the recipe, and set the alarm.

Lin Qingjian tilted her head, "Why do you always go to the hospital and learn how to make soup?"

Zou Zhiyi smiled lightly, "Atonement is also a kind of repayment."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

Cut the sweet corn into pieces, revealing the pale yellow inner core, Zou Zhiyi chose two pieces of about the same size, put them on a clean porcelain dinner plate, and cut a carrot, making the corners of his mouth upward, like smiling.

"Well, it literally means that an innocent person suffered an innocent disaster. It was my fault, so he wanted to atone for his sins. Because it was a life-saving grace, it was also considered a repayment."

Lin Qingjian faintly understood, "Are you talking about Yanzhou?"

What happened that day was very big, Lin Qingjian knew a little bit about it, and Qu Mengyu told her at the time that Yanzhou finally did something decent this time.

"Is he hurt? Is it bad?"

Zou Zhiyi paused, bending the arc of the shredded carrot downwards, and the smiling face turned into a crying face with the corners of his mouth pulled down.

She said softly: "Well, the injury is not serious. I went to the hospital the next morning. The doctor said that there may be sequelae."

The soup that was stewed slowly became fragrant. It was the first time I made this soup, but I didn't expect it to be quite good.

There was a moment of silence in the kitchen, Lin Qingjian said dully, "Really? Then why didn't any news come out before?"

"Yanzhou's identity is extraordinary. If there is news of his hospitalization, Yan's stock price will fluctuate violently. To be hospitalized is to find a doctor he knows well, and the medical staff around him are all selected, and it is confirmed that the news will not spread. Get out a little bit."

Zou Zhiyi sorted out the vegetables on the chopping board, and said, "His energy is greater than we imagined, and the whole Yancheng will be in turmoil."

Lin Qingjian: "That's right."

Zou Zhiyi gave a "hmm", turned around and lifted the lid of the pot to see how the soup was cooking.

Lin Qingjian asked: "Then you have been running to the hospital so frequently these days because you want to take care of him?"

"No, he has someone to take care of him, and I don't need to intervene."

She did it just to make her feel better.

Rather than saying that this is a soup for Yanzhou, it is better to say that it is a placebo she gave herself.

There is no repayment for the kindness of saving life, if it can be relieved a little, it will make her feel that she owes Yanzhou less, and she will feel better in her heart.

The alarm set on the mobile phone rang, and the soup was almost done. She turned off the fire, added the seasoning at the end, scooped a spoonful and tasted it.

Not as good as it smells.

Can't help but feel a little dazed.

Why didn't Yanzhou mention such a bland soup yesterday?Instead, he drank all the rib soup she brought?

Steam was constantly overflowing from the pot, blurring her appearance. Through the mist, she saw the clear pork rib soup, sprinkled with green onion, and golden corn. The color was very bright, but it made her appetite full. none.