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nYe Qing Xin is hugged by Jing Bo Yuan, her hand is put under the faucet by him. The cold water falls on her hand, it’s cold and minimizes the pain.

nHis embrace is warm, just like him, it gives a secure and trusting feeling.

nShe could smell the scent that belongs to him, faint tobacco scent. The scent makes Ye Qing Xin’s ears blush and starts to struggle.

n“I, I let me do it by myself….”

n“Don’t move!” Jing Bo Yuan says seriously.

nYe Qing Xin just bits her lips and stays still.

nHe is strong, how can she as a little girl can shake his hand?

nThe kitchen is too quiet, there’s only the sound of the running water also…. the breath of the man on top of her head.

nShe raises her head a bit.

nJing Bo Yuan is taller than her.

nHer heart is beating so quick.

nSuddenly the bell door rings.

nJing Bo Yuan let her go and orders her: “I’ll open the door, you keep your hand under the water.”

nYe Qing Xin sighs lightly and nods.

nIf he doesn’t let her go, she really worry that she will die because of her nervousness.

nAfter a while, a doctor with a robe follows Jing Bo Yuan inside.

n“Luckily in time you use the cold water on it, it’ll be swollen and red. But nothing major.” The doctor puts some ointment on her hand and wraps it: “Remember this period of time. Mind your food, eat more lighter flavor food. Use this ointment two times a day. Before using the ointment, use a bit of iodine to clean the scald.”

nThen he adds again: “Also starting from today don’t let it be wet.”

nYe Qing Xin smiles and says: “Thank you, doctor. How much will it be?”

n“Mrs Jing, you are joking.” The doctor tidies up his medicine box and pa.s.ses her his business card with both of his hands. He smiles: “This is my business card. If you have any problems, you can call me to ask. I have a good rest. I’ll not disturb Mr Jing and Mrs Jing.”

nYe Qing Xin is startled and takes the phone. She then regains herself and hurriedly explains: “…. You are misunderstand, I’m not Mrs Jing.”

nJing Bo Yuan looks at her calmly and explains: “She is my friend.”

nBoth of them denies, the doctor immediately apologizes: “I’m sorry, please forgive me.”

nYe Qing Xin smiles.

nJing Bo Yuan sends the doctor out. The doctor bows at him and says: “Mr Jing, no need to see me out.”

nJing Bo Yuan stops: “Take care.”

nHe watches the doctor leave and he turns back. He doesn’t like a lot of people inside his private residence. Every time he is home, Auntie Zhang will go home and let him be alone in the mansion. During the meal sometimes he will just go to Jing residence, or hotel. Sometimes he will personally cook.

nCooking for oneself, it’s also a kind of joy of life.

nYe Qing Xin is an exception for him.

nInside the kitchen, Ye Qing Xin takes a plastic bag to pick the pieces of broken bowl. She doesn’t have a knowledge of porcelain, but this bowl’s design is blue and is decorated with gold color in the corner.

nThe room is warm. The girl is wearing a white fluffy cotton knitwear. Her hair is tied in the messy bun.

nJing Bo Yuan comes over and kneels to take the plastic from her grip: “Let me do it.”

nYe Qing Xin says: “Let me tidy it up. You can wait again, I’ll cook you a bowl of noddle again.”

nJing Bo Yuan just stands up. He doesn’t leave and just watches her.

nShe is nervous.

nWhen she is done picking up the pieces, he is still there.

nShe hesitates for a moment and asks him: “This bowl…… how much is it? I will compensate you.”

nA bowl of rich people shouldn’t be cheap.

nJing Bo Yuan crosses his arm and looks at her.

n“It is, is it an antique?”

nIs it? How can there’s someone that put antique bowl inside the shelf and not put it in safer place?

nJing Bo Yuan looks at her confused face.

nAfter a while, he answers: “No.”

nGreat! Ye Qing Xin is relieved. Her face turns happy: “Then how much is it? I’ll take responsibility for it.”

n“No need, it’s just a bowl. It’s only a little value.”

nYe Qing Xin throws the plastic to the trash bin.

nThe time she turns her body, she notices that Jing Bo Yuan is tying an ap.r.o.n for himself.

nIt’s like he is planning to cook.

nYe Qing Xin stops him hurriedly: “Chief Jing, you can take a rest. Let me gook.”

nJing Bo Yuan looks at him and said cooly: “I don’t have a lot of bowls for you to drop it.”

nYe Qing Xin: “…….”

nIs he saying that she is careless?

nJing Bo Yuan takes out the ingredient, washes and cuts it. It’s just ordinary actions, but he looks elegant, natural. It’s a pleasing scene to see.

nYe Qing Xin watches him enchantingly and forgets about her pained hand.

nShe doesn’t expect that a rich people like him can cook.

nShe is curious, this kind of excellent man, in the future, what kind of woman will he marry?

nSuddenly.

nShhhh! The cooking sound makes she comes back from her wild imagination.

nJing Bo Yuan is cooking, he shouldn’t notice that she is watching him right?

nShe comes over him quietly. Because somehow she is hired by him, it’s a bit inappropriate for her to just stand and not do anything. How can she let the boss cook by himself.

nEven though he is afraid that she will break another bowl, but she needs to help.

n“Is there anything that I can help?”

nJing Bo Yuan doesn’t look at her and just says bluntly: “Just don’t make more trouble.”

nYe Qing Xin: “……”

nOkay, since he doesn’t need her to do the cooking. Then she will go and clean the mansion. Today Auntie Zhang is not here. She doesn’t know whether she can finish the cleaning of this house in half-day.

nAfter she takes two steps.

n“Where are you going?” Jing Bo Yuan asks her.

n“I’ll go and clean.”

n“Let’s eat first.”

nHeh? Ye Qing Xin is startled. Finally she understands his words.

nShe looks Jing Bo Yuan cooks two bowls of noddle.

n“I’ve eaten lunch.”

n“Come here.”

n“…..”

nAt last Ye Qing Xin is also forced by Jing Bo Yuan’s despotic power to eat second lunch.

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