Just got divorced and immediately got seduced by the stunning senior sister
Chapter 430: A Bowl of Noodles for Ten Thousand Yuan, Leaving Zhao Xinlian in Tears

Chapter 430: Chapter 430: A Bowl of Noodles for Ten Thousand Yuan, Leaving Zhao Xinlian in Tears

Zhao Xinlian’s face turned red instantly, not knowing if it was because she had been soaking for too long or because of shyness.

Splash!

Amid the sound of water splashing and flying everywhere, Zhao Xinlian quickly pulled her body back into the bathtub, confusedly asking, "What, what are you doing?"

Seeing that she was alright, Chen Wei let go of his worry and calmly said, "You’ve been in there for so long, I was worried you might have drowned."

"How could I possibly drown? I’m not an idiot. I’m just simply enjoying the bath and adding more hot water to soak again when it gets cold." Zhao Xinlian explained.

"No wonder you can soak for more than an hour." Chen Wei raised his hand to his forehead, not sure what to say.

He was about to leave to allow Zhao Xinlian to get out of the bathtub and change clothes. This situation couldn’t go on forever; it was awkward for both of them.

However, the next second, he heard Zhao Xinlian say, "Wait! You didn’t just make up an excuse to barge in here to peep at me, did you?"

A fox’s smile.

Peep?

For some reason, those words irked Chen Wei.

So, he abandoned the idea of stepping out and instead walked boldly toward Zhao Xinlian.

"Wait! What, what are you trying to do?" As Chen Wei approached her, towering above her, Zhao Xinlian quickly curled herself into a ball, hugging her chest with both arms to minimize exposure.

"I’m just trying to prove my innocence," Chen Wei explained.

"Huh? How does this prove your innocence?" Zhao Xinlian felt that his words were nonsensical and utterly beyond her comprehension.

"If I wanted to look, I wouldn’t need to sneak a peek. I could just look openly and honestly," Chen Wei widened his eyes, not avoiding his gaze.

"..." Faced with this, Zhao Xinlian had words on the tip of her tongue but didn’t know what to say or how to retort.

Her mind was a mess, completely unable to keep up with Chen Wei’s pace.

All she wanted to say was, "You, you don’t have a screw loose, do you?"

"Do you want me to open up my head to show you?" Chen Wei joked.

"Alright! Out you go now! I shouldn’t have wrongly accused you; I apologize. Isn’t that enough? The water is already cold, and I want to get dressed quickly. I’m cold!" Zhao Xinlian chose to compromise and urged him.

Upon hearing this, Chen Wei didn’t want Zhao Xinlian to keep soaking in cold water and catch a chill, so he walked out of the bathroom honestly, closing the door behind him.

"Phew..." Watching Chen Wei’s figure disappear behind the frosted glass door, Zhao Xinlian exhaled deeply and waited a few more seconds to ensure that Chen Wei wasn’t going to turn back or pull a surprise attack on her before she climbed out of the bathtub.

Taking a towel, she first dried off her body, then switched to another to dry her hair. Looking at her reflection in the mirror, Zhao Xinlian felt there was something strange about herself.

What exactly is strange?

Right! Why aren’t I angry at all? He saw everything!

"Could it be that I’ve grown accustomed to it? How could that be?" Zhao Xinlian’s brows furrowed, feeling increasingly perplexed by herself.

Picking up the hairdryer, she dried her hair, draped on a bathrobe, and left the bathroom, only to hear noises coming from the kitchen.

Wait a minute!

Could that guy be preparing to cook?

With this in mind, Zhao Xinlian couldn’t help but swallow her saliva and quickened her pace to the kitchen.

As expected, she saw Chen Wei boiling water and cooking.

"Are you making dinner for me?" Zhao Xinlian had been craving Chen Wei’s cooking for more than a day or two.

"Cooking for you? In your dreams. I’m just a bit hungry and want to make myself some noodles," Chen Wei countered without any politeness.

"..." Zhao Xinlian.

She couldn’t help but wonder if this guy was really a straight man?

After no longer being husband and wife, she always felt his attitude towards her was extraordinarily bad, worse even than towards a stranger.

However, considering that it was she who had insisted that Chen Wei leave with nothing when they divorced, Zhao Xinlian didn’t have much right to say anything.

"Anyway, cooking one bowl of noodles is cooking, and cooking two bowls is still cooking. Just cook a bowl for me as well while you’re at it, I’m feeling a bit hungry too," Zhao Xinlian said as she touched her own slender belly, pleading.

"Sure..."

Zhao Xinlian hadn’t gotten the chance to feel happy about Chen Wei’s response before she heard him add, "Ten thousand for a bowl."

"Have you lost your mind thinking about money? Ten thousand for a bowl of noodles, using my kitchenware, my electricity, my noodles?" Zhao Xinlian had been to the most expensive five-star restaurants, and even they were not that outrageous.

"Take it or leave it, the price is set," Chen Wei only agreed to work as Zhao Xinlian’s bodyguard, he never agreed to cook noodles for her.

She would have to pay a price if she wanted to eat, it was just that the price was a bit steep.

"Fine! I’ll pay, and I’ll pay it all together later!" Zhao Xinlian was in urgent need of the food cooked by Chen Wei, even if it was just a plain and simple bowl of noodles in clear soup.

...

"Ten thousand... for a bowl of noodles in clear soup, with a few chopped green onions?" Zhao Xinlian was flabbergasted.

She nearly shouted out the words "highway robbery."

"If you don’t eat it, I will."

Seeing Chen Wei reach out, Zhao Xinlian quickly extended her hand to guard her bowl of noodles, "Can’t you stop being so hands-on? Be civilized! I’m just complaining, I didn’t say I wouldn’t eat it."

Zhao Xinlian was at a loss for words, admitting defeat.

Looking at the bowl of noodles in front of her and then at Chen Wei who was enjoying his food.

Although Zhao Xinlian was certain about Chen Wei’s culinary skills, how tasty could a bowl of clear soup with noodles actually be?

With no expectations, she considered the ten thousand yuan spent as if tossed into water, just to make a sound, and barely to fill her stomach.

Perhaps being in a state of hunger would add some flavor.

She picked up a few strands of noodles and took a bite...

Zhao Xinlian’s eyes widened in amazement, she could hardly believe how delicious it tasted!

She couldn’t stop herself, moving from one bite to the next, and soon a large bowl of noodles had been devoured.

Not even the soup or a single piece of green onion was left.

Although she said nothing, from Zhao Xinlian’s expression it was clear she was completely satisfied.

She could only describe Chen Wei’s noodle cooking skills as turning the rotten into the miraculous.

Initially, she thought Chen Wei was ripping her off, deliberately overcharging her, but now, Zhao Xinlian didn’t think so at all; the bowl of noodles truly deserved the price.

With her hands supporting her cheeks, Zhao Xinlian stared intensely at Chen Wei and couldn’t help but sigh.

"What are you sighing about all of a sudden? And sighing while looking at me, is that polite?" Chen Wei stood up, took away the empty bowl from in front of Zhao Xinlian, and walked towards the kitchen.

"Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t thinking anything," Zhao Xinlian explained.

In fact, she indeed had something on her mind: how had she never noticed before that Chen Wei’s cooking skills were so astonishing.

Was it really a matter of habit?

She was accustomed to returning home every day to find hot, steaming meals ready for her.

Accustomed to every dish he made, whether it was the portion size or the flavor, fitting her tastes perfectly.

Accustomed to everything he did...

In truth, not long after divorcing Chen Wei, Zhao Xinlian had discovered that without him, her home no longer shone brightly and vibrantly as before; instead, it felt dreary and lifeless.

Even though Zhao Xinlian was reluctant to admit it, the fact remained a fact, it wouldn’t change whether she was willing to admit it or not.