The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband
Chapter 950: Men who make women cook themselves are good-for-nothings

Chapter 950: Chapter 950: Men who make women cook themselves are good-for-nothings

Ye Xingguang felt a bit stiff with excitement and immediately rolled up her sleeves to lighten the mood: "Alright, alright, Ah Qing, Brother Ji, Brother Mo, you’ve all come from far away, just wait a bit, I will personally cook, and treat you guys to a big meal at noon."

Ji Qishu was indeed hungry, and hearing Tang Zhou say that the seafood here included everything you could think of and nothing you couldn’t find, he was quite intrigued.

He loved seafood feasts the most.

Ye Junqing saw her roll up her sleeves: "What are you doing?"

"Prepping for lunch."

"You’re doing it on your own?"

Ye Xingguang, full of confidence: "Ah Qing, you haven’t yet tried the noodles I cook, have you? They’re super delicious. Yesterday at noon, these two little treasures ate it all up. I have to let you taste my cooking skills and show you that I have the potential to be a good wife and mother."

Ye Junqing: "..."

Thinking of her blackened cooking, Ye Junqing promptly refused: "I’ll cook instead. What would you all like to eat?"

Ye Junqing was asking Mo Yinhe and Yin Xiaohua.

Yin Xiaohua was drinking yoghurt: "Uncle, anything is fine by me."

Mo Yinhe: "I’m fine with anything too, but, I want Mommy to cook for me."

Ye Xingguang felt even more confident: "So that settles it, we will all have noodles for lunch, happy decision made."

Ji Qishu, who was looking forward to a seafood feast: "..."

What the heck, the queen of a nation is actually inviting her guests to eat noodles? Noodles? He didn’t mishear, right?

Ji Qishu protested: "Little Xingguang, I want a seafood feast!"

"Sure thing, you guys have your seafood feast, and we’ll have noodles."

Because that’s all she knew how to cook; anything more complicated than that was beyond her.

"You guys help take care of the two kids for a bit, I’ll go cook noodles with Ah Qing in the kitchen, and let the kitchen prepare a seafood feast for you all." Having said that, she took Ye Junqing’s hand, and they went off to have their couple’s world.

However, not long after she and Ye Junqing arrived in the kitchen, a little one came toddling over after them.

"Eh, my little treasure, why aren’t you playing with the uncles?"

At this term "my little treasure," Mo Yinhe suddenly froze, as if it took him a moment to react, instinctively wanting to pull a sour face, but for some reason, he did not find it irritating at all.

Eventually, his stretched sour face softened again, and with a disdainful little expression, he said: "So noisy."

Only Hua Xiaozhu would enjoy being hugged and coddled back and forth; he did not have that kind of enthusiasm...

Mo Yinhe made up a good excuse for himself: "I came to supervise you."

Ye Xingguang picked up Mo Yinhe: "Daddy’s frying steaks for you all, Daddy’s steaks are the tastiest in the world, smell how good they are, though I am also making noodles, look, the water’s boiling already."

But as the water boiled, Ye Junqing, with a swift movement, put the noodles into the hot water and then covered the pot, not giving Ye Xingguang a chance to get involved, fearing the hot water might splash on her.

Mo Yinhe looked up at Ye Xingguang: "This is you saying, you’ll cook the noodles yourself?"

Ye Xingguang: "..."

She did want to do it herself, but the problem was, her husband wouldn’t let her, this really wasn’t her fault.

While Ye Junqing elegantly cooked the steak, he glanced at Mo Yinhe upon hearing his words: "A man who lets a woman cook is worthless."

Ye Xingguang held her forehead, oh dear malignant tumor, stop saying that, aren’t you implying little Yin is worthless?

Mo Yinhe’s delicate face was filled with disagreement: "If a woman loves a man, she will cook for him."

Just yesterday, this woman cooked noodles for him.

Mo Yinhe’s face was filled with boasting he hadn’t realized himself.