Rebirth of wealth and freedom starts from the World Cup

Chapter 88 The Road to a Woman's Heart

When Zhao Zixuan tasted the food cooked by Cheng Yuyan for the first time, he was full of expectations, thinking that her cooking skills would be proportional to her beauty.

however.

Reality gave him a loud slap in the face.

After the first bite, the strong salty taste hit his taste buds directly, making him frown and finally spit it out helplessly.

He looked at Cheng Yuyan with a half-smile, his eyes revealing a bit of ridicule: "I have to interview you, which chef did you learn your cooking skills from?"

Cheng Yuyan sat across from the dining table, wearing an apron she forgot to take off. She responded frankly, "Thank you for the compliment. I'm self-taught. After all, this is my first time cooking, and it's not easy to cook it, right?"

Zhao Zixuan was suddenly speechless. Only then did he realize that he had become the "guinea pig" of this cooking experiment.

He glanced at the dish on the table that had no taste or aroma, and thought, isn't this a typical dark dish?

Eat a chicken!

Zhao Zixuan threw the chopsticks away and said with some dissatisfaction in his tone: "You use this to entertain the master? Which master can't stand such a test?"

Cheng Yuyan smiled playfully, her clear eyes sparkling with wit, and it was obvious that she heard that he was deliberately making a joke.

"Master, do you want to learn from the cadres? Do you want me to test your weaknesses?"

She asked softly, a hint of teasing in her tone.

Zhao Zixuan looked at her in surprise and sincerely thought that this girl was smart and clever.

He couldn't help but teased: "If you are willing to put on a swimsuit and appear on camera, then of course I wouldn't mind."

"You wish!" Cheng Yuyan rolled her eyes.

It is impossible to wear a swimsuit. It is impossible to wear a swimsuit in this life.

She is a traditional girl. At most, she would wear shorts occasionally to show off her long legs. Exposing her shoulders and belly is impossible for her, let alone a revealing swimsuit.

"What's wrong with wishful thinking?"

Zhao Zixuan continued, "That's because you're so beautiful that I have such fantasies. If you were more ordinary, with a crooked mouth and a big nose, maybe I wouldn't have such wild thoughts. Don't you think so?"

Cheng Yuyan retorted without hesitation: "Wrong logic!"

You have a crooked mouth and a big nose!

Only now did she realize that this guy's mind was not as harmless as he seemed. She didn't know what kind of twisted ideas he had in his mind. How come everything he said had a different meaning when it came out of his mouth?
How indecent!
Afterwards, Cheng Yuyan plucked up the courage to try the dark cuisine she had made herself.

However, after taking just one bite, her expression became unbearable.

Her reaction was exactly the same as Zhao Zixuan's. She also felt the food was salty and bitter in an instant, and finally had no choice but to spit it out helplessly.

"What the hell is going on? Why is it so salty?"

She muttered in confusion and quickly poured a glass of water to rinse her mouth.

Zhao Zixuan looked at her embarrassed expression and couldn't help laughing.

He suggested: "Why don't we just not eat and order takeout. It's better than eating these extremely salty dishes."

Cheng Yuyan felt that it was not a good idea. After all, there was a table full of food. Wouldn’t it be a waste of food if they didn’t eat it?
She wanted to continue eating, but she had to drink a sip of water after every bite, otherwise she really couldn't swallow it.

Zhao Zixuan saw this and quickly stopped her: "Really, don't eat it. Eating too salty food is not good for your health. I've ordered takeout, it will be here soon. You should wait until you have done more research on your dark cuisine before showing it to others."

His joke made Cheng Yuyan feel a little embarrassed, and she really wished she could find a hole to crawl into at this moment.

Zhao Zixuan had a playful smile on his face and continued to tease, "You can't cook, so why do you want to humiliate yourself by challenging your own weakness?"

Cheng Yuyan was immediately upset when she heard this. What does it mean to bring disgrace upon oneself? This guy's words are really rude!
"Because Eileen Chang once said that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach."

As soon as she finished speaking, she realized that she might have been too direct.

When I said this, it seemed as if I wanted to capture his heart.

Sure enough, Zhao Zixuan seemed to have caught the hidden meaning in her words. He pretended to be enlightened, patted his forehead, and said jokingly:

"I remember there was another part after this sentence, about the road to a woman's heart... where is it from?"

He asked the question even though he knew the answer, and the cynicism in his expression became more presumptuous and complacent.

Cheng Yuyan's face flushed slightly, she glared at him fiercely, and walked into the kitchen with the plate, pretending to be angry.

I went to deal with the dark cuisine.

Zhao Zixuan had no intention of helping at all. Washing dishes and other after-meal tasks have never been a man's strong point.

He turned on the TV in the living room and tuned the channel to the news broadcast. While watching TV, he spoke tentatively to the busy figure in the kitchen.

"The weather looks a bit gloomy today. It might rain. Why don't I stay here overnight instead of going back to the hotel?"

He looked at Cheng Yuyan tentatively, hoping to catch something from her reaction.

Cheng Yuyan on the other end seemed not to hear his words and continued to focus on the dishes in her hands, as if everything in the outside world had nothing to do with her.

Seeing this, Zhao Zixuan stopped talking and just waited quietly for the takeaway to arrive.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, with only the sound of the TV and the gradually increasing sound of the wind outside the window.

Half an hour later, the two were sitting on the sofa, an unknown show was playing on TV, and the smell of takeout filled the air.

Zhao Zixuan couldn't help but start thinking about what Cheng Yuyan's reaction meant.

Cheng Yuyan seemed to be completely immersed in her own world. She picked up a book and read it on the sofa. Even though she knew that there was a boy staring at her with ill intentions, she pretended to know nothing and acted like aloof as if she didn't care about anything outside.

"What time do you usually go to bed?"

Zhao Zixuan continued to test.

Cheng Yuyan didn't even raise her eyes and continued to move between the pages of the book, "When you are tired, you can sleep. There is no fixed time."

Zhao Zixuan insisted: "Sleeping too late is bad for your health, especially for your growth."

Cheng Yuyan finally raised her head, a hint of mischief flashed across her pretty face, "Growth? Do you think I still need to grow?"

Zhao Zixuan was stunned by the question, then his eyes moved to Cheng Yuyan, thinking that there was really no need for this, as the person in front of him was already a mature and sensible 18-year-old beautiful girl.

Where it should be big, it should be big, and where it should be small, it should be small.

She is flawless and as graceful as jade, even more goddess-like than a goddess!

Perhaps sensing that the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit ambiguous, Cheng Yuyan suddenly stood up and walked towards the room.

"I'm going to take a shower, you can do whatever you want."

"I don't mind? Then why don't we take a shower together?"

"Okay, tell the police."

"..."

(End of this chapter)