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Chapter 617: Want to Eat You More

Chapter 617: Chapter 617: Want to Eat You More

Young Master Yan touched her face again and said, "You seem tired too, go to sleep, don’t mind me, Uncle Hai will instruct someone to cook."

But even if Young Master Yan said this, Zhu Qianying still stood up with him.

"Have you eaten?" she asked, clearly not having taken note of Young Master Yan’s words just now.

Young Master Yan intended to say that he had, but looking at Zhu Qianying, he could only honestly shake his head.

"I haven’t. Today’s client was a bit hard to handle, so I didn’t have much time to eat. Most of the time was spent drinking wine."

Zhu Qianying didn’t blame him for anything, she just hugged him, tip-toed, and gave him a light kiss.

"What do you want to eat? If you don’t mind it being heavy and hard to digest, I can make you Seafood Cheese Baked Rice. Or, black bean sauce noodles might do too."

Young Master Yan hesitated for a moment and eventually chose the black bean sauce noodles.

Although, his stomach would prefer the Seafood Cheese Baked Rice, his mouth wanted the fried bean sauce noodles.

Lately, Zhu Qianying has been fascinated with making various kinds of fried bean sauces. So far, Young Master Yan has tasted four to five different flavors of fried bean sauces.

Each one, he could not stop eating.

Even the family’s chef jokingly said that with the presence of Zhu Qianying and her daughter in the house, they could retire soon.

Because the appetites of everyone in the Yan Family had been spoiled by these two skillful cooks.

"Alright, come down to eat after you finish your bath. Do you want to soak in the bath?"

Young Master Yan checked the time. The hand of the wall clock was approaching midnight. He didn’t mind being late himself, but he didn’t want her sleeping too late.

The physiological structure of a woman is different from that of a man, and staying up late is apparently more harmful for women than for men."

"I’ll come down after a quick shower. You can go to sleep once you’re done cooking, just leave the noodles in the dining room."

But despite Young Master Yan’s repeated instructions, when he came out after his shower, Zhu Qianying was not on the bed. It was evident that the girl was still waiting for him downstairs.

Young Master Yan reached the top of the stairs and looked down. As expected, Zhu Qianying was now curled up on the sofa with her computer, doing something.

"Ying’er, didn’t I tell you to go to bed?"

Zhu Qianying looked up at him, "I don’t mind staying up a little longer. Plus, I already had a nap. Don’t worry about me, go eat your noodles."

Young Master Yan glanced at the dining room, then back at Zhu Qianying.

Although he consistently urged her to go to sleep, that was his rational mind speaking. His emotional side actually wanted her to keep him company a little longer.

But as a thirty-something man, he couldn’t be that unreasonable, always insisting on keeping his wife by his side. What would that look like?

After hesitating for a while, he eventually conceded to his rational self.

"Alright, then I’ll try to eat quickly."

Zhu Qianying had already stood up by now, "Great, I’ll keep you company."

Zhu Qianying opened her arms, giving him a big hug.

Young Master Yan naturally wrapped his arms around her waist and gave her a long, passionate kiss.

Panting from the kiss, she leaned against him weakly, lifted her hand to touch his lips, and said with a slightly gravelly voice.

"Do you still want to eat noodles in this condition?"

Young Master Yan grabbed her hand, bit her white and delicate fingertips, and began to smile.

"Yes, now I want to eat you even more!"

Zhu Qianying pushed him away, pretended to be angry, and said, "Go eat the noodles!"

She knew better than anyone how irrational this man could be in the face of certain situations.

If she doesn’t cut to the chase, he’d definitely do as he said. She’d be tormented to death, and his stomach would probably starve.

Young Master Yan shook his head in regret, "Tsk, you’re really not cute!"

Zhu Qianying punched him, "You’re the cutest! Now, go eat the noodles..."

At Zhu Qianying’s repeated urging, Eldest Young Master Yan, who was starving, finally entered the dining room.

On the dining table, there was a plate of noodles and a bowl of fried bean sauce, as well as freshly steaming soup and a small dish of rapeseed.

The portion of the noodles was certainly not a late-night snack serving.

When he first met Zhu Qianying, Young Master Yan thought she was a careless and blunt person.

Now, he increasingly realized how wrong his initial impression was.

Given her care for him and his family these past few days, to say she was thoughtful is not an understatement.

"Do you want some?"

Eldest Young Master Yan pulled out a chair and sat down. Zhu Qianying naturally sat next to him.

"No, I had some sugar water."

Saying so, she pulled the plate with the noodles closer, "Have some soup first, I’ll mix the noodles for you."

"Afraid I’ll starve to death?" Young Master Yan smiled, picking up the soup and drinking slowly.

Zhu Qianying lowered her head, concentrating on mixing the noodles for him.

"Of course, you’re our family’s mainstay," she said, quite seriously.

Young Master Yan took another sip of soup. Even if he was about to faint from hunger, he was as calm as ever.

"Yes, I am the economic mainstay of our family. And you, you’re our family’s spiritual mainstay."

With such high praise, Zhu Qianying felt uncomfortable, she looked up at him and said, "You’re just flattering me!"

Young Master Yan put down the bowl, picked up a leaf of rapeseed and put it in his mouth. By then, Zhu Qianying had mixed the fried bean sauce noodles according to his taste and pushed it in front of him.

"Try it, if it’s too bland, add some more sauce."

Young Master Yan tasted it, "Hmm, it’s just right!"

Praising it, he lowered his head and took several more bites.

"The taste is amazing! Is this a new flavor?"

"Yes, I was a bit bored this afternoon, so I tried making some new sauce."

Zhu Qianying was bored after mixing the noodles. Now, she leaned on her cheek with her hand, watching Young Master Yan eat.

Young Master Yan pinched her face, "You’re going to steal so many people’s jobs. You could open a noodle shop with this skill."

"That could be considered.

After losing interest in design, I can switch to selling fried bean sauce noodles and name it the Quiet Noodle Shop," Zhu Qianying casually joked.

Young Master Yan asked curiously as he kept eating, "Why not call it Ying Zi’s Noodle Shop?"

Zhu Qianying laughed, "Haha, because by then my mother will be a major celebrity, and I, just a small shrimp, will of course need to find a big tree for shade."

"Hmm, not bad. When the time comes, setting up a chain of food companies sounds like a good idea."

How serious Young Master Yan was about this, or if he was just playing along with Zhu Qianying’s joke, was hard to tell. Regardless, from his very serious expression, it didn’t seem like a joke.

"Let’s drop it, my dream is to have a small noodle shop, but you’re giving me a chain of food companies. It’s as if I only want to eat one bowl of rice, and you fill the table for me."

Zhu Qianying was chatting with Young Master Yan and seeing that the noodles in his plate were almost finished, she vaguely understood that the client he was accompanying today was a dignitary who should not be underestimated.

As to who that was, if Young Master Yan didn’t say, Zhu Qianying wouldn’t ask.