Chapter 1137
Ruka was dumbfounded. Is he gonna make dinner for me? Hearing the door close, she still felt somewhat unsettled. She opened her suitcase and unpacked her clothes. The servant had packed up all her clothes, and she hung them up in the wardrobe before letting out an involuntary sigh. Seems like I‘m really gonna be staying here.
After unpacking her luggage, she sat down for a while before going to the bathroom to look at herself in the mirror. Her oval face looked fair and plain with no makeup on it. She had always been dissatisfied with her looks. She was going to turn 24 years old, but she still looked naive and ignorant, as though she had gotten old over these years for nothing. She fretted about this, so she always dressed older than her age on purpose.
When she came downstairs, she smelled something appetizing–not the rich aroma of cooked food, but the sweet and pure aroma of spring onions. Involuntarily, she turned her eyes toward the kitchen, only to see Ren cooking noodles in the open kitchen while wearing a black sweater with the sleeves rolled up. In an instant, she found herself unable to tear her eyes away from the scene. The graceful and noble qualities he had about him were apparent even when he was doing something as trifling as cooking noodles.
Looking at the man who was lowering his head and slicing the grilled steak with rapt attention, she couldn‘t help but gulp a mouthful of saliva. I‘m so hungry! “Let me help you, Mr. Ren.” She went over with a smile and saw the steak that he had dished up beautifully with a floret of broccoli on top for garnish. As she was holding the plate containing the steak, she was greeted with its pleasant aroma. How I wish I could steal a bite of it!
After putting the steak on the table, she saw the man behind her coming over with a bowl of noodles in each hand. It was as though he did everything with such extraordinary grace.
Ruka felt a tremendous sense of pleasure overwhelming her. Could I have saved the world in my previous life to be able to eat the food he cooked? “Wow! It smells so good!” she couldn‘t help but praise. “You‘re terrific, Mr. Ren.“
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