The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

The old man seemed to be studying something. Nie Zheng didn't understand and didn't dare to ask. It wasn't until the evening that the old man finally showed up.

As soon as he got out of the door, he asked, "Where's the food? I'm starving!"

Nie Zheng was stunned, thinking, it was clearly you who didn't eat at noon, why are you complaining of hunger now?

Although she thought so, she said respectfully: "The meal is ready. It has been heated up for you in the kitchen. I will serve it out now."

Elder Chen Hua raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked, "Who made this meal?"

Nie Zheng didn't know what the old man was thinking, so she answered truthfully: "I did it."

"I won't eat what you cook."

Nie Zheng was confused. She looked back at Chong Jianzhi, then at Richard, and asked, "Then shall I go to the restaurant and buy some takeaway food for you?"

Old man Chen Hua still shook his head, then raised his finger and pointed at Chong Jianzhi who was sitting opposite him with his shoulders crossed in deep thought.

"You cook for me, and I want to eat the food you cook."

Chen Hua pointed at Chong Jianzhi, his expression like a mischievous old boy. Richard and Nie Zheng looked at Chong Jianzhi at the same time, and the man being stared at was obviously stunned for a moment, not reacting to the current situation at all.

"I want you to do it for me."

After just a few seconds of digestion, Chong Jianzhi regained his composure. As the CEO, everyone's impression of Chong Jianzhi should be "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen", so how could he appear in the kitchen and move around the stove?

However, this is not the case. Chong Jianzhi can cook. When he went to study in the UK in his early years, no one took care of him. He often cooked for himself and occasionally fed Richard and Bian Xiaoyue. He was quite good at cooking.

only……

"I want to eat braised pork, braised prawns, braised eggplant boxes, spicy crayfish—"

Chong gradually felt overwhelmed by the names of the dishes. He had been suffering from a stomach problem for many years, so the dishes he cooked were usually light. He could not cook any of the dishes that old man Chen Hua mentioned.

Seeing that Chong Jianzhi was already looking embarrassed, old man Chen Hua became happy instead, as if seeing this intimidating President Chongda being humiliated gave him a strange sense of accomplishment.

"I can't do any of these." Chong Jianzhi told Chen Hua truthfully.

Chen Hua frowned and asked impatiently, "Then what will you do?"

"Something lighter, or Western food—"

“Who wants to eat Western food? It’s so disgusting!” Old man Chen Hua looked disgusted, wrinkled his nose and waved his hands at Chong Jianzhi, but gave a death order, “I want to eat what you cook, don’t you know how to cook? Go and learn it right now! Don’t want to learn? You want to invite me out of retirement, but this is all your sincerity? Then pack your bags and leave my house tomorrow!”

After hearing this, Chong Jian knew that no matter how reluctant he was, he had to bite the bullet and agree to Chen Hua's request. He glanced at Nie Zheng beside him, asking for help. The other party understood and nodded slightly. He felt relieved and nodded to Chen Hua.

"I'll make it. If you want to eat it, I'll go and learn it right now."

Nie Zheng echoed, "Yes, Grandpa Chen, my brother is learning now. He has a high level of comprehension and learns things quickly."

Old man Chen Hua snorted coldly, turned around and walked into the house with his hands behind his back, leaving the others staring at each other in bewilderment.

"What should I do?" Nie Zheng couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed.

Richard suggested: "How about letting Miss Nie Zheng finish it, and then bring it over and say that it was done by President Chong?"

Nie Zheng shook her head: "Do you think Grandpa Chen is that easy to fool? Besides... I don't know how to cook the dishes he mentioned."

Chong Jianzhi didn't say anything. He was a man of action and had already lowered his head to look up the recipe.

Go to the kitchen. The dish that Nie Zheng had just prepared was still on the stove. Chong Jianzhi turned around and waved to Nie Zheng, asking her to come over. He stretched out his hands and held her in his arms. This action made Nie Zheng stunned, and she subconsciously grabbed his arm.

It turned out that Chong Jianzhi wanted to take off Nie Zheng's apron and put it on himself.

The apron fit Nie Zheng perfectly, but it became too small for Chong Jianzhi. His strong muscles made the lace apron bulge out, which looked a bit humorous and inexplicably funny.

Nie Zheng looked up at him, then looked him up and down several times, and couldn't help laughing.

Chong Jianzhi saw himself in this state through the glass window opposite and felt a little embarrassed. He coughed twice and took off his apron. While he was taking off his apron, Nie Zheng took out her phone and took a picture, freezing the cute Chong Jianzhi.

Wearing a white shirt, standing in front of the stove, Chong Jianzhi looked up the recipe manually. He was no stranger to the kitchen and his movements were very agile. In the middle of the process, old man Chen Hua came over for a surprise check. Seeing Chong Jianzhi so comfortable, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he left embarrassedly.

An hour later, a table full of dishes was cooked. What was amazing was that the table and stove were so clean. Chong Jianzhi rolled down his shirt sleeves and said to Richard, "Ask old man Chen Hua to come over for dinner."

"Brother, you are awesome..." Nie Zheng couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

Chong Jianzhi felt a tingling sensation in his chest when he was praised, but he remained calm on the surface and maintained his cool appearance.

Richard came back soon, but brought bad news.

"Old man Chen Hua said he's not hungry anymore and wants to sleep, so we shouldn't disturb him..."

Even someone as good-tempered as Nie Zheng felt that Old Man Chen Hua was going too far: "What kind of thing is this? Isn't he just making things difficult for me?"

Chong Jianzhi was very calm. He knew that Teacher Chen Hua was deliberately making things difficult for him. He was mentally prepared to cook this meal regardless of whether the other party would eat it or not.

"Try it, it's a midnight snack."

Seeing that Chong Jianzhi was not too emotional, Nie Zheng felt relieved. She couldn't let down Chong Jianzhi's huge table of food, so she quickly picked up the chopsticks and put a bite into her mouth.

To be honest, Chong Jianzhi knew that the dish was not very good. Although it looked good, the taste was still a little lacking. But Nie Zheng still ate it with a look of enjoyment, and even took photos of the whole table of dishes with her mobile phone, taking photos from various angles, clearly intending to show off to her friends.

Chong Jianzhi picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. He frowned and was a little dissatisfied with the dish he cooked. Then he asked Nie Zheng to stop eating.

"I think it's delicious. Brother, you are one of those extremely smart people. You can do anything well as long as you want to do it. How come you are so amazing?"

Nie Zheng's words made Chong Jianzhi's heart beat fast. He felt like a primary school student who was praised by his teacher in class. He felt very proud.

Looking at Nie Zheng who was still chewing shrimps, Chong Jianzhi couldn't help but raise his hand and touch her head. Nie Zheng looked up with stars in her eyes and said to him, "Brother, can you help me peel the shrimps?"

Chong Jianzhi really liked the feeling of being needed. He curled up on a low wooden chair and began to peel shrimps for Nie Zheng.

The incandescent lamp flickered, and after a few minutes it went out.

The gruff voice of old man Chen Hua came from outside the window: "It's a waste of electricity to leave the lights on in the middle of the night!"

It was obvious that it was old man Chen Hua who turned off the light. Since they were used to the old man's mood swings, they were not too disturbed. It was a long journey, and they would suffer more next.