Overnight Hit: Vicious Stepmother and Genius Son
Chapter 590 - 586 Whatever You Like is Good.

Chapter 590: Chapter 586 Whatever You Like is Good.

Ye Zhenzhen turned around, and the man had just put away his phone, a gentle smile tucked in his handsome brows and eyes. Dressed in a well-tailored light gray bespoke suit jacket over a dark coat, he exuded the same icy pride as always and approached her with long, unhurried strides.

"You... why did you just come?"

She was so surprised by the sudden closeness of the person she’d been missing that she couldn’t ask anything else.

Xiao Li, the driver, had already taken the hint from the man and retreated with the shopping bags.

"I came to claim my reward," the man said, deliberately bending over as he spoke. His warm breath gently caressed her ear, naturally placing a soft kiss on her pink cheek.

"I’ve missed you too."

Her heart warmed as the pleasant voice echoed again. It took her two seconds to realize he was responding to what she had said on the phone just now.

"Let’s go," he said, his defined hand naturally taking hers.

Ye Zhenzhen’s cheeks deepened in color as she tried to remain calm while walking beside him. "Where to?"

"Choosing a gift."

"Why didn’t you tell me you were coming to Ancheng?" Her tone held a hint of dissatisfaction.

They had been chatting on WeChat at noon, and he had said he was going on a business trip. She took him at his word, preparing herself for the return to Jiangcheng the day after tomorrow.

And readying herself to spend New Year’s Eve alone with Xiao Chen.

"It was a last-minute decision."

"Then where were you originally planning to go?"

"Ancheng."

Ye Zhenzhen: ...

Song Jinze’s lips curved into a smile, his hand tightening slightly around hers to pull her closer, whispering, "Cheng Shaoqing has organized an auction in Ancheng, tonight at eight."

He had wanted to give her a surprise, so he hadn’t informed her beforehand.

Ye Zhenzhen glanced at the time. "It’s half an hour from now; can we make it?"

"We’ll make it."

"What about your gift..."

As she spoke, her gaze fell on the dark, patterned tie around his neck.

She noticed that even those colors that seemed dull at first glance always exuded an indescribable sense of elegance on him.

"No rush, I’ll take you to pick out a gift first."

"Ah?"

In fact, while on the phone earlier, she had already decided to pick out another tie for him, among other things...

They hadn’t walked far when Song Jinze suddenly paused, looking down at her slender hand before stroking her tender white cheek, asking in a deep voice, "Don’t you like the food from the catering crew on set?"

Ye Zhenzhen’s eyes flashed with surprise. Without her answering, the man already understood.

"You’ve gotten so skinny, you’re all skin and bones now, not eating properly."

Ye Zhenzhen lifted her hand to cover her face, laughing as she replied, "That’s an exaggeration, being skin and bones would make me a monster, right!"

The scenes she had shot over the last few days were all quite sad, requiring her to maintain a weak and pale, shattered appearance. She had indeed been controlling her diet on purpose.

Plus, with the non-stop filming, she had genuinely lost weight, though not as dramatically as he described.

Her beauty was still very much present!

Song Jinze didn’t pick up on her joke, pulling out his phone with the other hand. Before making a call, he asked, "What would you like for dinner?"

"We won’t make it if we go out to eat now, right?"

"I haven’t eaten well these days. If possible, can we go for hotpot after the auction?"

Hotpot was the most fitting choice in the winter, and for her, a lover of spicy food, it was the perfect match.

He reached out to gently pinch the soft flesh on her cheek. "You~"

Ye Zhenzhen glanced at him. "What about me? You asked, I answered, and now you disagree."

He didn’t answer directly, which meant he disagreed, and she also remembered that he didn’t like hot pot.

"We won’t have hot pot tonight. Let’s eat something else, okay?"

She frowned slightly, "Alright, then."

The corners of the man’s lips curled into an indulgent yet helpless smile as he sent a message to Cheng Shaoqing on his phone...

*

Upon arriving at the private club where the auction was being held, Cheng Shaoqing came out to greet them personally.

Knowing that Song Jinze was bringing his wife, he had already reserved the private room on the second floor for them.

Not only could they overlook the entire auction scene from here, but the room also had a clear LCD projection screen. They could observe any angle of the auction item they wanted with just a simple touch of the finger.

Shortly after they were seated, a waiter came in with the dishes, placing them one by one on the dining table.

Even before approaching, Ye Zhenzhen was drawn to the enticing colors and exquisite presentation of the dishes on the table. The bold mix of fresh, spicy, and numbing flavors stimulated her taste buds, instantly waking the dormant glutton within her.

At that moment, she felt truly hungry.

Cheng Shaoqing entered the room shortly after, teasing with a smile, "Only you could get Old Yang to cook in such a tight schedule."

Song Jinze smiled lightly, "Is he still here? I’ll go and thank him in a bit."

"There’s no need for President Song to personally thank him, he said he’s just afraid of your politeness. He’s already taken off his chef’s hat and left, saying he was in a hurry."

Cheng Shaoqing smiled at Ye Zhenzhen, "Sister-in-law, try the dishes and see if they suit your taste."

"Thank you."

Song Jinze added, "Master Yang is a Sichuan cuisine chef that Shaoqing attracted from Five Visits to Jincheng, after offering a hefty sum."

Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen showed an incredulous expression. Liu Bei visited Zhuge Liang’s cottage three times, and for this chef to require five visits from Young Master Cheng, he must be no ordinary individual.

Cheng Shaoqing glanced at him, "It’s hardly the five visits. Old Yang was attracted by my charisma to come over."

"Also, let’s not talk about it anymore. That blockhead is here tonight too."

Song Jinze chuckled lightly, "It seems that Master Yang isn’t in a hurry, but is afraid of running into President Cheng."

Cheng Shaoqing dismissed the title "President Cheng" with a sneer. "That shameless guy forced his way in without an invitation... Let’s not talk about him anymore. It makes me angry just mentioning him.

Enjoy your meal. We have some fine items tonight, not too expensive. If you see something you like, feel free to bid on it for fun. Call me if you need anything."

After Cheng Shaoqing left, Ye Zhenzhen asked, "Did President Cheng come by himself?"

She thought that if Su Xi came to Ancheng, she would definitely have contacted her.

"Hmm, Old Master Su enjoys these kinds of items. I guess he didn’t want others to know, hoping to surprise Old Master Su."

Song Jinze recommended a dish, "Let’s eat first, the dishes will be cold soon."

"Okay."

Ye Zhenzhen casually picked up a small piece of meat. The moment it hit the mouth, it exploded on the taste buds with tender meat bursting with numbing and spicy flavor, fragrant yet not too overpowering.

After trying two other exquisitely presented dishes, she couldn’t help but exclaim, "The chef is really amazing!"

Sichuan cuisine is usually rich in oil and spices, but these dishes retained the spicy and fresh flavor without being greasy and were delightfully memorable.

Seeing her face brighten in satisfaction and enlivened expression, Song Jinze’s mood lightened, "Of course, Master Yang was a renowned chef at Jincheng’s Wanhao Hotel before coming to Ancheng."

Ye Zhenzhen paused, "Is it President Cheng’s hotel?"

The Wanhao Hotel in Jiangcheng belonged to President Cheng.

"Yes."

Ye Zhenzhen’s face showed a gleeful curiosity, "From your earlier conversation, it seems that President Cheng wasn’t aware his hotel’s chef was poached to Ancheng?"

Song Jinze’s handsome face displayed an inscrutable smile, "I’m not sure about that. As long as you enjoy Master Yang’s cooking and it suits your taste, I’ll have them deliver to your film set tomorrow."

"Would that be alright?"

To be honest, Ye Zhenzhen really did like his cooking.

The man added food to her bowl, "If you like it, then it’s alright."