Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son
Chapter 365 noodles are delicious!

Chapter 365: Chapter 365 noodles are delicious!

Ye Zhenzhen watched as the tall and the small figures disappeared into the living room, and then she went upstairs to change her clothes. After changing, she peeked into Xiao Chen’s room and found that the little guy had already fallen asleep.

It was so late; he must have really been tired.

By now, she had removed her makeup, revealing a bare, pure white face. She was wearing a set of comfortable, light beige pure cotton homewear, which was completely different from the bright and cool evening gown she had worn earlier. She still looked radiant, but with an added touch of gentleness.

Just as she walked into the dining room, she met head-on with the man coming out of the kitchen carrying a meal plate. The man was tall and had a demeanor that was cold and noble. At first glance, he did not seem like someone who would do these things.

The heating was on in the house, and when he had gone into the kitchen earlier, he had taken off his coat and suit jacket, now wearing a black shirt with slightly rolled-up sleeves. After placing the two bowls of noodles on the table, he said softly to Ye Zhenzhen, "Come and eat."

Ye Zhenzhen sat down at the table and looked at the vegetable noodles in her bowl, topped with a poached egg that made it look colorful and appetizing.

Seeing the steam rising from the bowl under the light of the dining room, Ye Zhenzhen felt a sense of homeliness and solidity that she had missed for a long time.

In her last life, she had no family and had almost never experienced a scene like today, returning home to a child’s embrace and someone cooking her warm noodle soup.

Unexpectedly, a certain emotion welled up in her heart...

Song Jinze noticed that she had not started eating and couldn’t help asking, "Don’t you like noodles?"

He thought that noodles would be good on a cold day: easy to digest and warming to the stomach.

This time, he had used his phone to search for a tutorial. It seemed quite simple to cook noodles and fry an egg, and it only took him a few minutes to remember how to make them. After cooking, he thought the result was not bad.

Ye Zhenzhen came back to her senses and shook her head with a smile, "No, I was just reminded of some past events. The noodles smell delicious."

After speaking, she picked up her chopsticks and started eating the noodles, unaware of any change in the man’s expression sitting across from her.

Song Jinze’s brows furrowed slightly as he pondered the woman’s words from earlier;

Past events?

Just a bowl of noodles could bring out such an expression on her face—was she thinking of romance or family?

"Missing your grandfather?" he ventured cautiously.

Before they had gotten married, he had learned about her background: her parents passed away early, and she grew up with her grandfather, who had passed away a year ago. Before the grandfather’s passing, Song Jinze’s family had visited the elderly man.

That was why they later decided to get married.

Ye Zhenzhen had just taken a bite of noodles, her cheeks puffing up slightly as she chewed. She shook her head, "No, the noodles are very good."

She sincerely praised, "I didn’t expect someone who can’t cook to make something that not only looks good but also tastes quite good."

Song Jinze’s thin lips curved up slightly, "Who says I can’t cook? Would I be able to make such delicious noodles if I couldn’t?"

While he verbally responded to her, in his heart he wondered if she hadn’t been thinking about her grandfather, then who? From what he knew, her love life was quite simple and transparent. Maybe he was overthinking it; he could only comfort himself with such thoughts.

Seeing the man’s obstinate look, Ye Zhenzhen smiled. She wondered who it was last time that followed a video tutorial on a tablet to make breakfast and ended up failing spectacularly.

She thought to herself without saying it out loud, continuing to eat her noodles. Gradually, a satisfied expression appeared on her face and she felt a sense of happiness rise spontaneously from within her already settled heart.

Having family, a career she loved, endless wealth, and tonight’s warm soup noodles—how could these not make one feel content, especially since she had dealt with her arch-nemesis?

Song Jinze watched her eat happily and started eating as well.

After finishing the noodles, Ye Zhenzhen stood up to take the initiative to clean up the bowls and chopsticks. Having eaten the noodles he cooked, she felt she should do something in return, or else it wouldn’t be quite right.

Song Jinze reached out to take the bowls and chopsticks from her hands, his soft tone belying an insistence that could not be refused, "I’ll do this, you go take a bath and rest."

Ye Zhenzhen’s beautiful phoenix eyes twinkled, and she smiled, "Alright, thank you."

At a glance, she thought this man was really handsome. It was the kind of elegance that radiated from the inside out, a gentlemanly quality that was very attractive.

"Mrs. Song."

The man suddenly called her, causing her to freeze, "What’s wrong?"

Song Jinze leaned in slightly closer to her, "I’ve said, I don’t like verbal thanks; I prefer something more substantial. Could it be that you are inviting..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Ye Zhenzhen hurriedly covered her mouth with her hand and turned to run towards the staircase.

Jerky guy!

She had simply wanted to thank him, but he had to ruin the harmonious atmosphere!

Song Jinze watched the woman flee in a panic, a chuckle escaping his lips, "You don’t need to say thank you to me; these are the things I should do for you."

Ye Zhenzhen looked back, her eyes brimming with emotion as she gazed at the man. For a moment, she didn’t know what to say.

To this day, she didn’t know what was happening with her heart. She wanted to keep herself from being moved, but the strange feelings that had quietly sprouted inside her seemed beyond her control...

"Don’t just stand there. Go wash up and get some rest earlier, be good."

Ye Zhenzhen: ...

The deep and gentle tone of his voice was almost like how she would coax Xiao Chen, inadvertently making her cheeks flush slightly. Without looking at him again, she turned and went upstairs...

Ye Zhenzhen went upstairs, quickly freshened up, and then settled down to sleep. That night, she slept very soundly. When she awoke and looked at the clock on the bedside table, the hands were nearly at 11 o’clock.

She found it odd, as she had turned off her phone last night and set the alarm for 8 o’clock in the morning. How was it that she hadn’t heard the alarm ring?

Perhaps she was just too tired.

At this hour, naturally, she was the only one in the bedroom. She got out of bed, freshened up, changed her clothes, and then went to Xiao Chen’s room.

The little guy hadn’t looked for her in the morning, and his room was empty now.

Downstairs, she encountered a beaming Aunt Li, "Madam, you’re awake. Are you hungry? I’ll get you something to eat."

"Okay." Ye Zhenzhen searched the living room for any sign of the little guy, "Aunt Li, where’s Xiao Chen?"

"The master took Xiao Chen out early this morning, said you were resting upstairs, and didn’t want Xiao Chen to disturb you. The master also said that he would return as soon as you woke up."

So, it wasn’t that her alarm hadn’t gone off, but that Song Jinze had turned it off.

"Madam, how about a bowl of milk and bird’s nest, along with a piece of your favorite Osmanthus Rice Cake? The Osmanthus Rice Cake was made fresh this morning; it’s very delicious and sweet."

Ye Zhenzhen responded, "Okay."

As Ye Zhenzhen sat at the dining table, she couldn’t help but think of the bowl of noodles the man had made last night. She let out a long sigh; this kind of life truly made her feel very blessed!

After breakfast, she sat on the couch, turned on her phone, and saw the message Da Mi had replied with last night;

[Took a day off yesterday, wasn’t in Jiangcheng. I heard about what happened with Han Jiangxue, very nicely done.]

A slight smile tugged at Ye Zhenzhen’s lips as she held her phone and typed a reply.

Right then, Song Jinze had returned from outside. After changing his shoes, he walked into the living room, just in time to see the woman replying to a message on her phone, the faint smile on her face reflecting in his gaze, immediately putting him on alert...