Young Master Hei, your wife is playing dumb again

Chapter 401
As the sun was setting, Hei Lingxiu returned to Jing Yuhan's small rental house.

As soon as he opened the door and walked in, he heard Jing Yuhan wearing a yellow jumpsuit, with her hair tied into two bundles, holding a spatula, standing by the induction cooker and fiddling with something.

That scene made Hei Lingxiu feel in a trance that he had a sense of belonging to the family, and the virtuous physique of a certain person was fully revealed.

Until he smelled the burning smell in the air...

"What are you doing?"

Hei Lingxiu came back to his senses, and quickly walked to Jing Yuhan's side.

"I'm making carrot fried rice."

Jing Yuhan took the time to look back at Hei Lingxiu, and kept waving the spatula in his hand.

The action is decent, but the contents of the pot are...

Well, except for the peeled carrots, they are still lying in the pot very intact.

The rice was no good, most of it was burnt and white smoke was coming out.

Seeing this, Hei Lingxiu directly turned off the induction cooker, and frowned wearily.

Just now, I thought that someone was virtuous and had a sense of family belonging to her, and I must have been dazed by the smell of burnt air!
"You turn off the stove, and there will be no food later."

Jing Yuhan dropped the spatula, and glanced at Hei Lingxiu guiltily.

Then, she found that Hei Lingxiu hadn't shaved early this morning, and there were a lot of stubble on his face, which looked strange...

Weirdly beautiful!

That’s right, it’s probably because of his good looks, even if he has a little more stubble on his face, he doesn’t look sloppy at all, but rather a bit more unruly and wild, which makes Jing Yuhan suddenly reluctant to move away line of sight.

It's just that Hei Lingxiu didn't know that his stubble had distracted Jing Yuhan's attention, and he asked her coldly, "Are you sure which things are still edible?"

This cold reprimand brought Jing Yuhan back to his senses.

No!

Who can eat Jiao Cheng's virtue?

Even Qin Xuandu, who has been clamoring to stay here for dinner today, found an excuse to run away after seeing her carrot fried rice, as if he was afraid of being poisoned to death by her...

It's just that Jing Yuhan can't do things like slandering his own cooking skills, so he can only respond with an awkward smile.

Hei Lingxiu glanced at her coldly, took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to Jia Wei, asking him to go to the red hall to pack some meals.

After finishing these, Hei Lingxiu pulled off his tie and walked towards the bathroom.

"Did you buy the razor?"

When he came here yesterday, he forgot to ask Jia Wei to bring him a razor, so he didn't shave today, which made him feel uncomfortable all day.

So, as soon as the off-duty time arrived today, Hei Lingxiu left the company in a hurry, wanting to go home and shave off the stubble on his face as soon as possible.

"Bought it."

"Bring it."

"Oh……"

Jing Yuhan hurriedly found the razor from the shopping bag and sent it to the bathroom door.

But after Hei Lingxiu looked at the razor, he didn't take it for a long time, and even frowned.

"Didn't I send you the brand and model number, why did you buy this?"

That's right, the razor lying in Jing Yuhan's hand is not the razor that Hei Lingxiu is used to.

From LOGO to style, nothing satisfies Hei Lingxiu.

"The one you want is too expensive, I can't afford it."

Jing Yuhan looked up at Hei Lingxiu, and found that his complexion was a little scary, so he quickly looked away, and directly put the razor into his hand.

"Anyway, I bought it for you, whether you like it or not."

After saying this, Jing Yuhan ran away without a trace.

Hei Lingxiu looked at the razor in his hand, the crease between his eyebrows was so deep that it could kill a cockroach...

Ten minutes later, Hei Lingxiu finished washing, changed into black house clothes, and came out of the bathroom.

As soon as he came out, he saw Jing Yuhan staring at the phone, and Liu's eyebrows frowned.

"What are you looking at?" Hei Lingxiu took a seat beside her.

"Today's trending number one, Chenshi Media and Huaqi Entertainment have reached a strategic cooperation." Jing Yuhan said without raising his head.

"Xuandu sent it to me just now, and said that in the next period of time, the two companies will work together to create several coser talent shows, which may have a certain impact on our development..."

Of course, what Jing Yuhan is more worried about now is that if Chenshi Media continues to develop according to this momentum, it will definitely plunder Jinghan Media's resources more wantonly.

"Huaqi Entertainment?" Hei Lingxiu repeated the name of the company, his sword eyebrows suddenly raised: "Under Ji's?"

"Ji's family?" Jing Yuhan raised his head subconsciously and looked at Hei Lingxiu.

Originally, she wanted to ask if the "Ji family" Hei Lingxiu was talking about was the Ji family from Ji Nancheng.

It's just that after meeting Hei Lingxiu's face, Jing Yuhan's attention suddenly fell elsewhere.

"Hei Lingxiu, you..."

Jing Yuhan suddenly reached out and stroked Hei Lingxiu's chin.

There, there was a shallow wound.

It's not deep, but there are still blood beads oozing out.

Hei Lingxiu probably didn't expect that she would take the initiative to touch his chin, he was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to push Jing Yuhan's hand away.

"That razor doesn't work very well."

Hei Lingxiu's tone was flat, but he didn't intend to accuse her.

But when Jing Yuhan listened, he felt inexplicably guilty.

"Sorry……"

Of course Jing Yuhan knew that the [-] razor was not as good as the tens of thousands of razors he was used to.

It's just that she didn't expect that the razor would scratch Hei Lingxiu.

If his flourishing beauty left a wound, Jing Yuhan felt that he would be a sinner through the ages.

At this time, the doorbell just rang.

"It's Jia Wei, go and open the door." Hei Lingxiu ordered coldly.

"Oh……"

Probably because of a guilty conscience, Jing Yuhan is more obedient than usual.

Not only did he follow Hei Lingxiu's words to open the door, but after bringing the food in, he even took the initiative to unpack Hei Lingxiu and hand him a spoon...

Hei Lingxiu was a little surprised by the sudden enthusiasm of the silly roe, but he still reached out to take the spoon.

It's just that what Hei Lingxiu didn't expect was that the enthusiasm of the silly roe deer lasted for a long time this time.

In addition to handing him spoons and cloth dishes at this moment, he also offered to make coffee for him at night and organize documents.

Until the next day, she took the initiative to go downstairs and bought two soy milk fritters for his breakfast.

Although the enthusiasm of the silly roe deer came a bit suddenly, Hei Lingxiu still enjoyed the enthusiasm.

"Do you want chicken soup tonight?"

Just after breakfast, Hei Lingxiu was about to go to the company when he heard the silly roe deer ask this question suddenly.

Hei Lingxiu didn't reply directly, but just looked at her coldly.

That gaze made Jing Yuhan's scalp tingle.

"I just want to go out. If you want to drink chicken soup, I will buy a chicken when I pass by the market later."

Last night, she and Qin Xuan made an appointment to come to the studio today to discuss how to deal with the coser talent show that Chenshi Media will hold next.

As for this afternoon, Jing Yuhan also plans to contact Shen An and ask him about the latest progress of Jing Ming's investigation into Jing Ming's misappropriation of public funds for stock trading.

For the rest of the time, she was going to boil a pot of delicious chicken soup for Hei Lingxiu to make up for the damage caused to him by the nine yuan nine razor last night...

After saying this, Jing Yuhan looked at Hei Lingxiu arrogantly, with an embarrassing expression of "waiting for praise".

You see, she is a standard match for a capable woman in the workplace, and now she is dealing with pots and pans for Hei Lingxiu, why should Hei Lingxiu praise her?

But Jing Yuhan never expected that Hei Lingxiu would react like this...

(End of this chapter)