1794 Young Master Lu is Busy Courting His Wife Part Four
Zhou Shuang ignored his offer and hung his head helplessly. He turned around and left.
Hmph! Suddenly he was fawning on her!
Zhou Shuang quietly rolled her eyes at Lu Yinan. She collapsed back on the bed after the towering figure left.
Her gaze swiveled around all corners of the room. It was clean and tidy and there was a lingering scent in the air. It was Lu Yinan’s perfume.
The door was ajar. The sounds of bowls scrapping against a surface and food being cooked in a pan were heard.
Zhou Shuang widened her eyes in astonishment. She glanced at the door and wondered to herself, ‘Was that fellow really cooking for her?’
He had always prioritized his appearance and his hands were perfect like an exquisite creation. He was really cooking?
And something surprised her even more. He could cook?
Curiosity killed the cat. Zhou Shuang trod barefooted across the room quietly…
She carefully placed her hands on the door frame and peeked her head inside.
This was an apartment in the hospital. There was a bedroom and a living room. The kitchen was an open concept, so she could see Lu Yinan standing in front of the stove.
He wore an apron around his waist. He held his phone with his hand and a ladle with the other. Was he cooking… was a recipe?
Zhou Shuang pursed her lips and entered a reverie.
Lu Yinan put the phone down and began to search for seasoning. He obviously wasn’t familiar at all.
Zhou Shuang caught a whiff of the food and she inhaled deeply. She blinked and asked, “Are those braised intestines?”
She loved that dish and she used to order it whenever she ate out with Lu Yinan at restaurants. He would always scorn her choices.
Yet, this fellow was making this dish for her. What was wrong with him?
Zhou Shuang glanced at Lu Yinan. He looked flustered and lost as he glimpsed at the contents in the pan. He hastily switched off the fire.
This was his first time cooking. He assumed that it would be an easy dish to cook. He frowned as perspiration covered his forehead.
Zhou Shuang stole glances at him as she leaned against the door. Lu Yinan was engrossed in trying to salvage the dish. He looked as though he was at a loss.
She crossed her arms across her chest and peered at him lazily.
“Have you washed up? Food is ready.”
Lu Yinan suddenly raised his head and glanced at Zhou Shuang. He didn’t seem surprised nor startled to see her.
Did he already sense her presence? Zhou Shuang was taken aback and she replied, “I’m not hungry. I don’t want to eat.”
She turned around and strode quickly back to the bed.
Lu Yinan chased after her and quipped, “Try some. It wasn’t easy to cook the dishes.”
Zhou Shuang smirked coldly. “Yeah, it’s been hard on you.”
Looking at recipes as he cooked, she had done this before.
She had never cooked in her life before. For the sake of the children and him… she could whip up a table of delicious food now.
She had really changed drastically as well without even realizing it.
Lu Yinan caught up with Zhou Shuang. She struggled so he lifted her up and put her on his shoulder. He turned around and walked out.
He said, “You puked everything out last night. You have to eat.”
“Lu Yinan! Put me down now! I’m not wearing clothes!” Zhou Shuang anxiously gripped the shirt as she tried to cover herself.