Xian Zihao paused and looked at the kitchen knife held high by her. He asked calmly, "What are you trying to do?"
Jiang Ruolan snappily said, "The soy sauce is gone. Are you going to buy it, or should I?"
Xian Zihao's face immediately turned black like a pot.
Without waiting for his answer, Jiang Ruolan brought a kitchen knife with her and walked past him, out of the kitchen.
"I'll go." Xian Zihao sighed and glanced at the kitchen knife in her hand. Without another word, he left the kitchen.
Jiang Ruolan put down the kitchen knife and walked back to the kitchen proudly.
Ten minutes later, Xian Zihao returned and placed a bottle of soy sauce on the cupboard beside her, but he didn't move his hand away from the mouth of the bottle.
Jiang Ruolan was about to use soy sauce when she saw his arm lying there. She couldn't help but raise her head to look at him, only to see a cold sneer in his distant black eyes. She frowned. "What do you want?"
"Allow me." His sudden laughter made her shiver uncontrollably.
Jiang Ruolan was holding a lump of fat in her hand.
She immediately smiled, "Let me do it. You are the dignified CEO, how can I let you cook and do the housework? Like the ancients said, 'A gentleman should avoid a chef'. This little girl here has the virtue of being a good wife. Please, your majesty, continue to read the newspapers."
After saying that, she pointed to the kitchen door with a smile like a blooming flower and made a gesture of "please".
Xian Zihao lowered his head to catch a glimpse of her eyes, then glanced at the lump of flesh in her hand. No matter how he saw it, he felt Jiang Ruolan harboring malice.
"You've been busy all day. How can I let you cook? Get out now!" Jiang Rolan forced a smile on her face.
When Xian Zihao left the kitchen, the smile on her face immediately disappeared.
Jiang Ruolan put the meat on the cutting board, and at that moment, a loud bang' was heard.
Xian Zihao, who was already walking out of the kitchen, stopped at his track and glanced towards the kitchen.
An hour later, Jiang Ruolan placed a plate of all kinds of delicious fried and boiled beef and steamed mutton on the table. She then heated the skewers she had brought back with a microwave before placing them on a plate.
"Hubby, it's time to eat ~" Jiang Ruolan still had a smile on her face as she went to invite the very arrogant CEO to the dining room.
Xian Zihao looked at the various pieces of meat on the table and then looked at her.
"What are you looking at? Come, let's eat. There's so much food! I've specially cooked for you for over an hour. You wouldn't be so disrespectful, would you?" Jiang Ruolan placed the chopsticks beside his hand with a natural expression on her face.
Xian Zihao raised his eyebrows. He sat down and looked fearlessly at the meat dish on the table. Under Jiang Ruolan's slightly startled look, he kindly said, "You ate too."
"Wait! There's still one more dish ~" Seeing that it didn't seem to have any effect, Jiang Ruolan paused for a moment before turning around and entering the kitchen.
After a few minutes, she came out with a plate of fried lotus roots. When Xian Zihao saw the lotus root fried in her hand, his eyes finally glowed contentedly. He took a chopstick to pick up food, but Jiang Ruolan suddenly walked around him and sat across, placing a plate of fried lotus roots in front of her.
She widened her eyes and gave a sweet smile to someone who was gradually turning green. Clearly, this plate of stir-fried lotus roots was hers.
"Hubby, why are you looking at me like that?" Jiang Ruolan blinked innocently and placed her chopsticks on the stewed beef's plate, and put the meat into Xian Zihao's bowl. "It's rare for me to cook so many dishes today. Eat a little more ~."
Jiang Ruolan saw Xian Zihao's usually calm face changed from green to black, then from black to green. The hand holding the chopsticks was about to drop.
Jiang Ruolan saw his intention clearly. Xian Zihao was going to cook his own food, so she immediately said, "There is already a lot of food, and I can't finish it alone. Are you going to get something else? It's been said that the internal staff of Xian Group preaches to eliminate extravagance and waste. You are the CEO, so you should at least set an example, no?"
Xian Zihao's lips curved with a strange smile. He did not go but slowly took the beef piece that Jiang Ruolan had put into his bowl and calmly put it in his mouth.
Jiang Ruolan looked at him with twinkling eyes.
After that, Xian Zihao calmly grabbed a napkin at the end of the table and spat out the shockingly salty piece of beef without even chewing. He then discarded the napkin casually. His actions were refined, and there was not a trace of anger on his handsome face.
So calm?!
Jiang Ruolan frowned inwardly.
She had spilled half a box of salt in each meal. Logically speaking, Xian Zihao must be very thirsty now.
"Why aren't you eating?" She played dumb.
Xian Zihao calmly replied, "Nothing good will come out of it."
He then got up and went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water for himself.
Jiang Ruolan's face darkened when she saw that Xian Zihao was holding a glass of water in his hand and did not feel bothered by her trick at all. She said vaguely, "What do you mean by nothing good coming out of it? Why don't you eat?"
Xian Zihao glanced at her indifferently. Under the gentle light, his beautiful and handsome face had its own elegance. He only said two words, "Very good."
"What's good?" Jiang Ruolan straightened her back.
"Looks like I used the wrong method." Xian Zihao looked at her for a long time.
Under her questioning gaze, he slammed the glass on the table. "Upstairs."
"What?" Jiang Ruolan froze and was in confusion.
He expressionlessly repeated. "Go upstairs."
Jiang Ruolan wanted to ignore his unusually serious expression, but seeing that he had already left the dining room and was walking upstairs, she put down her chopsticks in the end and stood up to follow him.
When she went upstairs, she saw Xian Zihao's tall and straight figure entering the study room. She thought about it and felt that it was a bit strange.
Xian Zihao gave her a feeling that she would never know the real face of Liu Ming¹. It was really hard to predict, so she followed him once again.
Upon entering the study, she noticed that Xian Zihao had already taken out thick books from the bookshelf. Jiang Ruolan was perplexed. Could it be that she had used the poison in the wrong way?
Xian Zihao took out a stack of Xian's Staff Manual and gave it to her.
"What's this for?"
He smiled. "What do you think?"
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Glossary:
¹ Liu Ming was a prince of the Han dynasty. He was the second son and heir of Liu Wu, Prince of Liang.
