After being reborn, she married her ex’s arch-rival.

Song Shengsheng looked at the breakfast prepared by Yan Jinghua and was slightly surprised.

She thought Yan Jinghua said he was going to prepare breakfast, which would most likely just be toasting two slices of bread, heating some milk or something, and then preparing some fruit.

After all, Song Shengsheng didn't know how to cook. Even when Lin Xue secretly targeted her, he never let her cook.

So she didn't expect that Yan Jinghua could really cook. Why would a young master like Yan Jinghua know how to cook?

Song Shengsheng was doubtful in his heart, but Yan Jinghua had already poured out the noodles and was holding a bowl in one hand, ready to take it to the dining table.

"Let me help you." Song Shengsheng came to his senses and quickly stepped forward to help.

"No, be careful, I don't want to burn you." Yan Jinghua rejected Song Shengsheng and walked out quickly.

Song Shengsheng had no choice but to step aside quickly, and then followed Yan Jinghua to the dining table. The two of them sat down at the same dining table, and Yan Jinghua handed him a glass of milk.

"How does it taste?" Yan Jinghua looked at Song Shengsheng with a bit of expectation in his eyes. In fact, this was not his first time cooking. Yan Jinghua still had a certain understanding of his cooking skills, plus he He had tried the taste just now, but he was looking forward to Song Shengsheng's evaluation.

Song Shengsheng picked up the chopsticks and took a bite of the noodles under Yan Jinghua's burning eyes. The taste was really good, but Song Shengsheng subconsciously nodded in affirmation.

Yan Jinghua raised the corners of his mouth slightly, unable to hide the joy in his heart.

"You should eat too." Song Shengsheng said while eating the noodles.

Yan Jinghua didn't say anything more, picked up the chopsticks, and the two of them ate the noodles quietly. The quiet scene was both harmonious and warm.

After breakfast, Song Shengsheng prepared to clear away the dishes. After all, Yan Jinghua had prepared breakfast, so she couldn't do nothing.

But just as Song Shengsheng made a move, he was stopped by Yan Jinghua, "I'll do it."

"No, you make breakfast and I'll wash the dishes." Song Sheng subconsciously refused.

Although she didn't seem to be very good at cleaning the kitchen, it shouldn't be too difficult. Yan Jinghua had already made breakfast. Wouldn't it be a bit bad if she didn't do anything?

Yan Jinghua didn't want Song Shengsheng to wash it, but when Song Shengsheng insisted, Yan Jinghua didn't stop him.

After all, the two of them had just fallen in love, and their relationship was still in a testing stage. Yan Jinghua couldn't help but make all the decisions by himself.

He always remembers not to try to arrange everything in a macho way, as this will not make the other party happy.

Song Shengsheng packed all the tableware into the kitchen. Looking at the various dishes, bowls and chopsticks placed on the sink counter, Song Shengsheng was a little confused.

She doesn't know how to cook at all when she's at home. The most she can do is warm a cup of milk or cut some fruit, and it's very simple to clean up.

On weekends, my aunt will come over to clean and cook, but she will also clean up the kitchen before leaving after she finishes eating.

Yan Jinghua was still standing aside, looking at Song Shengsheng's somewhat at a loss. Just as he was about to say something, Song Shengsheng turned his head and looked at Yan Jinghua.

"Haha, why don't you go out first, I'll be here." Song Sheng laughed a little awkwardly, but continued to be stubborn.

"Then I'm going out?" Yan Jinghua looked at Song Shengsheng with some uncertainty.It wasn't until Song Shengsheng nodded firmly that Yan Jinghua left the kitchen. However, he turned back three times every step of the way. It was obvious that he was worried about Song Shengsheng being alone.

Yan Jinghua went to sit down in the living room and looked back at the kitchen from time to time until the doorbell rang and Song Shengsheng said loudly in the kitchen: "Auntie must be here."

"I'll open the door." Yan Jinghua then stood up and opened the door.

But as soon as Yan Jinghua opened the door, there was a "pop" in the kitchen. Yan Jinghua didn't even have time to see clearly whether the person outside the door was an aunt. Worry appeared on his face, and he turned around and walked back!

"Sound!" Yan Jinghua shouted and walked quickly to the kitchen. Seeing Song Shengsheng squatting down and reaching out to pick up the fragments on the ground, Yan Jinghua's eyes widened, fear flashed in his eyes, and he raised his head A loud voice shouted, "Don't move!"

When Song Shengsheng heard Yan Jinghua's voice, he subconsciously stopped and looked up in the direction of the sound. Then he saw Yan Jinghua's frightened expression. Song Shengsheng felt a little embarrassed for a moment.

Her hands just slipped, and the plate fell to the ground and broke. Song Shengsheng's cheeks were a little red, and she explained embarrassedly: "No, it was just accidental."

Yan Jinghua quickly went to the kitchen. He stretched out his hand to pull Song Shengsheng up. His heart was filled with worry, "Are you hurt?"

As Yan Jinghua spoke, he had already looked Song Shengsheng up and down.

"No." Song Shengsheng quickly shook his head to show that he was not injured.

After confirming that Song Shengsheng was not injured, Yan Jinghua still frowned with a very serious expression. He protected Song Shengsheng, looked down at the broken glass on the ground, and frowned tightly.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Shengsheng noticed that Yan Jinghua was pinching his arm harder and harder, and asked Yan Jinghua with some confusion.

Yan Jinghua turned his head and glanced at Song Shengsheng. Seeing the confusion in her eyes, Yan Jinghua came back to his senses and said, "It's okay."

"You go out first, I..."

"Miss Song, what are you doing?"

Before Yan Jinghua could finish his words, the aunt who came in from outside interrupted him. The aunt looked at the two people in the kitchen, then thought of the noise she just heard at the door, and quickly said with concern: "Miss Song Are you injured?"

"No, I just accidentally broke the bowl." Song explained loudly.

The aunt walked over and looked Song Shengsheng up and down to make sure he was not injured, and then said: "Miss Song, please go out. I will take care of it now."

Song Shengsheng smiled awkwardly, "Sorry for bothering you, Auntie."

"What's the matter? This should be my job." Seeing Miss Song being so polite, Auntie felt a little embarrassed.

Song Shengsheng glanced at Yan Jinghua again and whispered to him, "Let's go out first."

"Yeah." Yan Jinghua agreed.

He didn't really like cleaning the kitchen, he just didn't want Song Shengsheng to do it. Now that his aunt was here, he naturally wouldn't say anything more.

The two went to sit down in the living room. Song Shengsheng breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the aunt was here, otherwise they wouldn't know how it would end.