Rich Young Mistress: Young Master Xie's Dearest Beloved Wife

Xirong fuchen laughed helplessly. He wasn't afraid of Huang Luoxiu laughing at him, so he went straight to the kitchen.

He was really worried about Duan Jintian, especially when she was cutting the fruit with a knife. He was really afraid that she would cut her hand.

He would feel heartache, and that kind of heartache was something that others could not understand, only he knew.

When Xirong fuchen entered the kitchen, he saw Duan Jintian cutting fruits with a knife.

His entire body tensed up, and his heart was in his mouth.

Xirong fuchen didn't dare to make a sound. He was afraid that Duan Jintian would get distracted and really cut her hand.

When Duan Jintian was done cutting a dragon fruit, Xirong fuchen said,"be careful with the knife. Give it to me, I'll do it."

As he spoke, Xirong fuchen took the knife from Duan Jintian's hand and began to cut various fruits nimbly and elegantly to make a salad.

​ In fact, Duan Jintian really liked to watch Xirong fuchen use a knife. She felt that his movements were very elegant when he used a knife, much better than hers.

It seemed like all the older brothers she knew knew could cook.

However, the feeling she had when she watched her father and brothers cook was different from when she watched Xirong fuchen cook.

She just felt that her brother Chen was the most handsome.

Moreover, she felt that her brother Chen's fingers were long and slender like jade, and his joints were distinct. He was very good-looking.

"Brother Chen, how did you learn to cook?"

"I used to hire a Top Chef in the country to practice with him."

At that time, he had thought that he would grab hold of Duan Jintian's stomach in the future.

Therefore, no matter how busy he was at that time, he would still practice his knife skills and cooking skills.

"It's been hard on brother Chen,"

As she said this, Duan Jintian's eyes glowed with heartache.

When Xirong fuchen tilted his head, he saw Duan Jintian's expression. Her heartache and worry were obvious.

He felt as if his entire body was being warmed.

It could be said that Xirong fuchen had never experienced much love from his mother. His father had taught him more and had more expectations of him.

She also had very little time to play with him.

This was because his father's health was not good most of the time and he would cough sometimes.

He also could not act coquettishly in front of his father. When he was very young and sensible, he knew that he had responsibilities on his shoulders. He knew that he could not act coquettishly, he could not be willful, and he could not cry.

So, he grew up according to his father's expectations.

After that, his father passed away. As the president, he had to bear the responsibility of the country and could not be willful.

He had to have a sense of responsibility and analyze things rationally.

It was only in front of Duan Jintian that he could truly relax and feel like he was living for himself.

Moreover, Duan Jintian had given him all the love and heartache he lacked.

If he treated Duan Jintian well, Duan Jintian would also feel sorry for him.

Their love was mutual, and they were both giving for each other.

He was very grateful to uncle Duan and aunt Bai for teaching Duan Jintian so well.

Duan Jintian actually knew how to cook, and her cooking skills were not bad, but he just couldn't bear to let her cook.

She was also very capable. Since she came, she had helped him deal with the country's Affairs, which made it much easier for him.

After making the fruit salad, Xirong fuchen lowered his head and kissed Duan Jintian."Tiantian, thank you for coming to my side."

"Chen Gege, there's no need to say thank you. It's so distant. I also want to thank you for giving me love and allowing me to have such a colorful life."

If it wasn't for the fact that there were people in the living room, the two of them would probably be cuddling in the kitchen for a long time.

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