Chapter 134

He Lele closed her eyes. No, no! She warned herself sternly—don't resent! It was her own stupidity, she couldn't resent anyone! Resenting others would only make her more pathetic! Li Yiquan was the man Lingyu liked, L was the one who had given her so much help—she had no right to resent!

He Lele, immersed in her own thoughts, didn't notice that Qin Zhixiu beside her was watching her reflection in the car window, a hand that was exquisitely beautiful to the extreme only a palm’s width away from her head.

He... didn't know how to comfort people.

Ren Lingyu glanced at the rearview mirror and curled her lips slightly. Although finding an artist as a boyfriend was indeed very risky given Lele’s situation, she believed that if Lele really got together with Qin Zhixiu, Qin Zhixiu would definitely be able to protect Lele well!

Idol! I’m rooting for you! I’ll definitely help you! Hehehehehe!

"We’re here? Sit for a while? I’m making soup." Li Yiquan, who opened the door, was wearing a green apron with a rooster head printed on it over his tall and slender body. The waistline tightened by the tie made his figure look tall and lean, exceptionally sexy and charming. A home-cook outfit, yet he was so outstandingly handsome, simply the best spokesperson for the legendary loving husband who cooks!

"Hi! Lawyer Li." Qin Zhixiu took off his sunglasses and greeted Li Yiquan generously. Li Yiquan was Muse’s legal advisor, and they had met several times at various occasions at Muse.

Li Yiquan didn't show any surprise when he saw Qin Zhixiu, just smiled softly and turned to go into the kitchen to take out a fruit platter.

"Master! What are you making today? How about I go help you?" Before Li Yiquan could answer, Ren Lingyu pushed Li Yiquan back into the kitchen.

He Lele shook her head and smiled. Even if Lingyu wanted to be alone with Li Yiquan, this was too obvious, right? And—

"What’s wrong?" Seeing He Lele keep looking in the direction of the kitchen, Qin Zhixiu asked softly.

"Ahem... actually, Lingyu has a nickname—"

"Big Eater?"

"Haha... that’s one, but—"

"Ah—" Before He Lele finished speaking, Ren Lingyu’s exclamation came from the kitchen.

"...Kitchen Terminator?"

He Lele smiled and gave Qin Zhixiu a thumbs up, "I’d better go help, otherwise we’ll only have cake for lunch."

"Can... you make one for me too?"

"Hm?"

Qin Zhixiu pointed to the cake box he had handed to Ren Lingyu in the morning on the coffee table and asked.

"...Mm!" He Lele opened her mouth, but still didn't say the words "Happy Birthday."

"You and Ms. Ren... have a great relationship."

He Lele smiled contentedly, "Of course, she is my best friend. To me, she is like family."

Family... Qin Zhixiu looked at He Lele’s expression, which was devoid of any hypocrisy or reluctance, and asked almost in a whisper—

"Without blood ties, can one also become family?"

Jiangshan was forced to participate in the unit’s singing competition today... I can’t hit the high notes, can’t reach the low notes, and can’t sing the middle notes accurately! Just because no one wanted to go, I, a newcomer, was forced to go up. The ending was a tragedy!!! I also missed the car on the way back~~ it was 10:30 when I got home...

So sleepy~~

I’ll save the thanks for another day~~ mwah everyone~~~ Love you all!

☆, (8 Fresh Coins) Chapter 143: Same Taste

"...Blood ties have never been the deepest bond," He Lele gently stroked her chest, "This is."

Dramatic actions, pretentious words, but when she did them, it wasn't abrupt or artificial at all. It was so natural, so... convincing.

Looking at her pure eyes filled with gentle warmth, Qin Zhixiu slowly lowered his eyelids, and his long eyelashes cast two faint shadows on his shallow under-eye bags. His fair and delicate skin was flawless, silently seducing people to lean in and kiss it all over. His beautiful and bright eyes always looked simple and innocent, yet seemed to hide thoughts that people couldn't guess. His pretty, straight brows were neat and long, both spirited and handsome, matching perfectly with those overly beautiful eyes. His nose bridge was straight and moderate, and the tip of his nose had a cute little curve, an oriental roundness. His lips were red without dye, and his lower lip was very full, moist, and alluring to be picked—if Mu Wei was a handsome guy with both Chinese and Western essence, Qin Zhixiu was undoubtedly an elegant person with pure oriental exquisite beauty.

Realizing she seemed to be staring blankly again, He Lele shifted her gaze, "Sit for a while, I’ll go check the kitchen."

The situation in the kitchen—was worse than He Lele had expected.

There is a kind of person in this world who is born to clash with the kitchen. As long as she appears in the kitchen, even if she does nothing, the things in the kitchen will magically become a mess—Lingyu is this kind of person.

"Lele!" Seeing He Lele enter the kitchen, Lingyu looked at her with a pouting mouth. She clearly hadn't done anything; she just wanted to help Master with a small favor, but the vinegar bottle tipped over for some reason. She went to steady it but knocked over the beaten eggs. She used a rag to wipe the egg liquid and slipped on the floor. Fortunately, she grabbed the counter in time and didn't fall, but a basket of green beans on the edge of the counter unfortunately spilled onto the floor. The most terrible thing was—the rag in her hand flew accurately into the soup pot, ruining the soup Master had been boiling for more than two hours.

Li Yiquan held the soup pot lid, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. This timing, this accuracy, was also too perfect! He had just opened the pot to take a look, and the rag flew in. It was so coincidental it was like it was intentional.

"She really didn't mean it. If you have to say it... Lingyu might really be incompatible with the kitchen." He Lele looked at Li Yiquan and smiled lightly.

Lingyu pouted, "Sorry, Master."

"...It’s fine, you go accompany the guests." Li Yiquan smiled, his sword-like brows and phoenix eyes smiling with a moving masculine charm.

"I’ll do it, you go chat with Mr. Qin." He Lele said softly while helping Lingyu untie her apron.

Ren Lingyu looked at He Lele and then at Li Yiquan, thought for a moment, "Mm!"

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