Chapter 2283: Love and Chaos System Showdown 07

You Le An could faintly hear the meeting sounds from the computer screen, didn't speak to disturb, and after poking half his body in, he raised the fruit plate.

Jin Chen nodded, gesturing for him to come in.

You Le An entered holding the fruit plate, a tuft of light brown curly hair at the back of his head sprang up and swayed with his motion; Jin Chen stared for half a second.

The fruit plate held sliced honeydew and strawberries, with small forks inserted, arranged so delicately it seemed from a Michelin restaurant.

If one ignored the half-eaten watermelon chunk at the edge.

"The godmother asked me to bring it." You Le An lowered his voice, tiptoed to the desk, but his eyes curiously glanced at the screen.

Just then, the HR director's voice came from the video conference.

"President Jin, the West General Manager's overseas project ends next week; he applied to transfer back to headquarters for a position, wanting…"

Jin Chen's fingertip paused, then he directly pressed the power button the next second.

The screen instantly went black.

You Le An's hand holding the fruit plate froze midair.

"...?"

Silence lasted two seconds; he narrowed his eyes and whispered in accusation: "How come, I'm not allowed to see people?"

I'm not some business spy!

Jin Chen leisurely took off his glasses, his gaze sweeping over You Le An's slightly puffed cheek, confirming he didn't know who the so-called West General Manager was, and relaxed.

He reached out and ruffled that unruly tuft of curly hair.

"Of course… to enjoy our alone afternoon tea time." His tone was calm, but his fingertips mischievously messed up that tuft even more.

You Le An's ears turned red, his mind frantically refreshing.

No wonder he's the deep‑loving male supporting character from the original who gets his legs broken! That gaze, that motion, that teasingly aloof vibe.

Wait, deep‑loving male supporting character, West General Manager.

You Le An, having read the original plot, instantly dug up the origins of this West General Manager.

Xi Lan, the General Manager of the Jin Clan, seeking to hook up with the Chief Executive Officer to continue climbing, is the deep‑loving male supporting character's contrast used to prove the main character uke's fidelity.

The more he tries to hook up with the male supporting character, the more it highlights the male supporting character's chastity.

He actually appeared this early?

You Le An set the fruit plate on the table, empathetically ate a piece of honeydew, and watched Jin Chen shake his head.

Too tragic, the deep‑loving male supporting character being toyed with by the plot and spinning in circles.

Jin Chen: "…"

Here it comes again, wife's gaze like looking at a cabbage.

He shoved a cherry tomato into You Le An's mouth: "Rein in your gaze, it's about to condense into substance."

"... Oh."

——

Jin Chen was woken up by Ling Gun Gun combing him with a comb.

It was quite weird.

He, half‑asleep and speechless, grabbed the match‑stick claw holding it: "What the hell."

Ling Gun Gun tossed the comb, patted Jin Chen's shoulder, and the progress bar atop his head buffered again, leaving only a tiny bit.

【"You didn't have me watch over the main character uke and the Main God?"】

【"They seem to have strangely separated again!"】

Jin Chen shook off his drowsiness, closed his eyes, and entered the space to observe.

You Le An sauntered downstairs, yawning, went to look at the busy figure in the kitchen, and sighed.

It was quite speechless.

【"What's Lin Xi's mindset, making food for someone early in the morning—he's supposed to be a young master."】

"Main character uke, please stand up!" And he still has to come over early in the morning to steal credit.

【"This is a very important mutual‑feeling point in the plot~"】 System online.

【"Zhou Du caught a heavy cold from last night's rain, suffering the stomach ailment that the main character often gets, and he's thinking of that porridge Lin Xi made for him when they were kids; Lin Xi, upon getting the call, immediately prepared it."】

【"Steal the main character uke's achievements, leaving him lost, disappointed, and dispirited!"】

When You Le An entered the kitchen, sure enough Lin Xi was already busy nearing completion, a pot of fragrant, flavorful, and visually appealing porridge properly placed on the island counter.

It really came.

Lin Xi washed his hands prudently, his eyes darting toward You Le An.

He glanced again, then glanced again…

You Le An finally found an excuse.

He covered his stomach and approached, his deep starry eyes blinking: "Lin Xi bro, I'm so hungry, can I eat this breakfast?"

His words trailed off as the spoon went into his mouth.

"Lin Xi bro, this soft‑boiled egg is fried really well!" You Le An quickly finished the last bite, his cheeks puffed like a hamster.

Lin Xi relaxed his shoulders, pursed his lips and nodded, then turned his head: "... Okay."

Tsk, the villain really is just hungry.

Actually it's not as scary as Xiao Gouhuo said.

Lin Xi glanced at him, then casually pushed the freshly baked toast over: "Eat slowly, no one's fighting you for it."

This sight fell into You Le An's eyes; his slightly lowered head was utterly dejected.

Meanwhile the porridge in his mouth was soft, sweet, and fragrant, enjoying the fruits of Lin Xi's labor.

You Le An: "…"

Damned guilt.

You Le'an turned away to eat, trying to lessen the psychological burden.

You Le'an swallowed the food, eyes sparkling, "Right, you shouldn't go out today; I'll help you look at the piano score."

Can't let the protagonist suffer making another portion to send over!

Lin Xi frowned in doubt, wiped his hands, didn't dare ask more, "Okay, I'll go upstairs to get the sheet music."

After Lin Xi's footsteps faded in the stairwell, You Le'an sneakily pulled out bread slices and eggs.

However, the mixed-blood young master's cooking skills were limited to shoving bread into the toaster.

As a result, the eggs were fried to a charred black, the bread slices came out rock-hard, and even the milk was overheated, forming a skin.

He stared at his creation, lost in thought: "Can this thing actually be eaten…"

He was hesitating whether to secretly dump it and redo.

〔It's fine, we're villains; who said villains' cooking has to be good! 〕

Makes sense.

You Le'an found a box to pack it in.

"Who is this for?" a low voice suddenly came from behind, startling You Le'an so much he almost dropped the plate.

Turning around, he saw Jin Chen leaning against the doorframe, shirt sleeves rolled to the elbows, revealing slender forearms, a lazy just-woken look.

His gaze swept over the plate of black-and-pink intertwined, horrendous breakfast, then landed on You Le'an's face, a half-smile.

You Le'an inexplicably felt guilty.

He lowered his head, his head drooping lower and lower, almost burying it in the bowl, "For, for Zhou Du… I heard he caught a cold after getting caught in the rain last night…"

His voice grew softer and softer, the last few words almost muffled in his mouth.

Upon hearing that, Jin Chen suddenly raised a hand to his lips, gave a few low coughs, his voice deliberately lowered.

"What a coincidence, I've caught a cold too." He paused, then added meaningfully, "We went out together last night."

You Le'an widened his eyes, "!!!"

The pitiful, deep-emotion male side character, nobody cares!

〔? 〕 Does the plot mention that the male side character also got a severe cold?

The system puzzledly went to check the plot.

You Le'an looked at his own dark cuisine, then at Jin Chen, and suddenly a lightbulb went off.

"Then wait a moment!" You Le'an quickly pushed Jin Chen out of the kitchen, handing him a cup of warm water in passing.

"Drink some hot water first; I'll make you something better right away!"

Then he swiftly shut the small living room door, turned around, and saw Lin Xi holding the piano score at the stairway entrance, wearing a look as if watching a show.

You Le'an rushed over and grabbed him, "Lin Xi brother! Quickly teach me to make something Jin Chen likes to eat!"

Lin Xi blinked, the corner of his mouth curling into a meaningful smile, "Oh~ okay!"

The big villain sure has a lot of feelings for his brother.

Thus he tied on an apron, began demonstrating skillfully, "My brother likes it light, the eggs should be tender, the toast lightly browned, and the milk temperature must not exceed 60 degrees…"

You Le'an studied earnestly, completely unaware that outside the kitchen door crack, someone was holding that cup of water, a smile deep enough to drown in lurking in his eyes.