"There is a saying that people should not be judged by their appearance."

As Zhan Jiuyan spoke, he finally raised his eyes and glanced at Si Xia, "You don't think I know how to cook, but I do. I think you look like a good wife and mother, but it's a pity..."

He didn't continue to say anything else, but his purpose of humiliating people had been successfully achieved.

Si Xia's pretty face turned crimson. She groaned and said with some dissatisfaction, "Although my cooking skills are not top-notch, there is no problem in eating it."

"People don't live just to fill their stomachs. They have both sex and flavor, and sex comes first, so you're still not up to the mark."

I don't know why, but when Si Xia heard what he said, he always felt that he had something else to say.

Is this guy saying that the things she makes don’t sell well, or is he saying that she is an average person?

Si Xia originally planned to argue a few more sentences.

But she suddenly remembered that when she was cooking for Lin Jinghao and Su Manli, the two of them ate in a hurry and said they were full every time.

Is it possible that her craftsmanship is really not very good?

"Humph, Master Jiu, if you say this, does that mean you are very skilled?"

Just because you can cut vegetables and have good knife skills doesn't mean that the food is delicious, right?

Zhan Jiuyan raised his eyes, "I don't know how to compare with others, but my skills are definitely better than yours."

When he said the word "technology", his tone was a little more serious.

His deep gaze looked over her body from top to bottom.

I don't know why, but just by his glance, Si Xia felt that his body felt inexplicably hot and his ears turned red.

What kind of technology is he talking about?

"Then I'll wait and see."

Si Xia didn't dare to stay in the kitchen any longer.

I'm afraid that if the two of them continue to have this conversation, something will get heated.

Seeing the little woman running away, the corners of Zhan Jiuyan's mouth rose inexplicably, and the movements of his hands became more and more skillful.

Soon, three dishes and one soup were ready.

Si Xia looked at the delicious and delicious dishes on the table and felt like he had been slapped in the face.

She was wrong.

If his knife skills are so good, his cooking skills are certainly not bad either.

Zhan Che was already very hungry, so he quickly picked up a spoon and took a big handful, ready to stuff it into his mouth.

Unfortunately, the spoon was too slippery and fell clean before it reached my mouth.

The little guy whined and took a big mouthful of air. He suddenly became anxious and reached out to scoop it up again.

"Don't be unruly."

Zhan Jiuyan's cold and majestic voice sounded.

The little guy who was in high spirits just a second ago stopped immediately.

Si Xia looked distressed and said more, "Children, don't be so strict."

Zhan Jiuyan’s expression did not change, “Without rules, there would be nothing.”

"..."

Si Xia was speechless.

You should pay more attention to the old house at ordinary times.

Wouldn't it be nice to feel more relaxed and at ease in your own little home now?

However, she did not dare to say these words.

When she was about to put some food for Zhan Che, she found that Zhan Jiuyan had taken the initiative to put a handful of stir-fried beef with garlic sprouts into his bowl.

Although there were no unnecessary words, Si Xia could clearly feel that Zhan Che was flattered.

Si Xia quickly nudged Zhan Che with his elbow, "Xiaobao, look how nice your daddy is to you. He even picks up the food for you himself. Even my aunt has never enjoyed this kind of treatment! Hurry up and eat."

What she said was to make the child happy.

But to Zhan Jiuyan's ears, it sounded like a fight for favor.

He frowned and gave Si Xia two handfuls of vegetables, "Is that enough?"

Si Xia looked at him speechlessly, unable to explain the reason, so he could only smile and began to eat the food with his head down.

This meal actually made her eyes light up.

It's obviously just an ordinary home-cooked side dish, but it's extremely delicious when made by Zhan Jiuyan.

Her eyes flashed with surprise.

Could there be an element of luck involved?

Si Xia tasted all the other dishes.

Good guy, every dish has the style of a chef and is so delicious.

If a dish is delicious, there may be an element of luck involved.

But every dish is so delicious, it must be due to strength, right?

"How does it taste?" Zhan Jiuyan asked, holding back a smile as he watched the little woman's chopsticks rise and fall, her expression becoming more and more shocked.

Si Xia swallowed a mouthful of soup and cleared his throat uncomfortably, "Well...it's not bad."

"Just fine?" Zhan Jiuyan narrowed his eyes, "That's not what your expression and the oil on your lips say."

Si Xia was still about to quibble, but at this moment Zhan Che, who had been immersed in cooking next to him, suddenly said, "It's delicious."

Zhan Jiuyan was stunned for a moment.

He seemed not to have expected how Zhan Che could suddenly speak.

However, he quickly accepted the reality, "It's so delicious that he even starts talking, but you just make do with it? It's not a good girl to lie."

Good girl?

Si Xia was embarrassed.

If it wasn't her illusion, why did she seem to smell a bit of pampering?

What exactly is going on?

Ever since Zhan Jiuyan pierced the last layer of window paper between the two of them, she would subconsciously care about every word he said, and sometimes even misinterpret it.

What happened to her?

Next, Si Xia immersed himself in eating the whole time without saying a word.

After eating, she took the initiative to clean up the mess.

I don't know if Zhan Jiuyan's meal endeared him to him, but Zhan Che was not as afraid of him as before.

Instead, after eating, he gave him a thumbs up, "Daddy, great!"

Zhan Jiuyan glanced at his son casually, "Is this great? There are times when I am more powerful, but you have never seen it."

Si Xia, who was cleaning up, couldn't help but complain, "The child just said it casually, but do you still take it seriously?"

Zhan Jiuyan looked at her with a half-smile, and then said meaningfully to his son, "If you don't believe me, ask your Aunt Xia Xia."

The man's eyes were ambiguous, and Si Xia couldn't help but think about that.

Although she didn't want to admit it, that night, he was indeed...

Something is wrong.

Si Xia suddenly woke up, as if she had been trapped again.

At this time, Zhan Che looked at her with confusion.

Those innocent eyes seemed to be asking: Aunt Xia Xia, what else is so great about daddy?

The more innocent the child's eyes looked, the more disgusting Si Xia thought his thoughts were.

In order to prevent Zhan Jiuyan from talking nonsense again, she just yelled, "What the hell, Xiaobao, let your daddy use it for a while, and I'll be back soon."

Before she finished speaking, she grabbed Zhan Jiuyan's wheelchair and quickly pushed him into the kitchen.

Immediately afterwards, the questioning began, "Master Jiu, do you have to pay more attention to your image in front of your children? What can you say, what can't be said, and can you be more restrained?"

Zhan Jiuyan's face was pale and innocent, "What did I say?"

Still quibbling?

Si Xia couldn't help it anymore, "Are you still pretending? Who just said something more powerful to the child?"


Chapter completed!