Flash Marriage, Deep Love-Chapter 89: The Fourth Young Master Shows Off His Culinary Skills (2)

Chapter 89: Chapter 89: The Fourth Young Master Shows Off His Culinary Skills (2)

Mi Jing hurriedly urged to change the topic, if they kept dawdling, they’d be having a midnight snack!

Thud thud thud...

The sound of a kitchen knife hitting the cutting board echoed in the kitchen. Watching the man’s skilled knife work and the evenly fine carrot shreds, Mi Jing was stunned.

He really had the demeanor of a top chef, even more stylish and pleasing than her dad when he cooked!

And as it turned out, Mi Jing had previously underestimated him. Shen Lingxing’s cooking skills were not just a little better than hers; they were significantly superior.

Wearing heat-resistant gloves, Mi Jing took the fragrant steamed fish out of the pot and placed it on the dining table. She then picked up chopsticks and tasted a bit, the fresh and sweet taste made her almost give Shen Lingxing a thumbs up.

"Obviously you can cook, why do you still need to look at recipes?" Mi Jing placed a clean plate next to the stove and then turned back, looking at Shen Lingxing with a bit of admiration and some confusion.

"Just checking the seasoning proportions," Shen Lingxing said lightly.

Well, after all, Shen Lingxing might not be at the same level as her dad, a top chef, and there was no need to compare them. As long as the food tasted good, who cares if he looks at recipes! But although Mi Jing thought this way, her curiosity was uncontrollable. It surged from her chest, making her blurt out, "So who taught you to cook?"

"A woman." Shen Lingxing said with a smile while stir-frying the vegetables in the pan.

A woman?

Which woman?

Now Mi Jing was even more curious. According to her knowledge, his grandmother wasn’t good at cooking, so the woman Shen Lingxing referred to definitely couldn’t be her. His mother, who she hadn’t met, seemed to have passed away early, so she was also excluded. As for Shen Xing’er, she had seen Mu Bai thoughtfully serve her dishes twice, which suggested she likely couldn’t cook.

Based on this analysis, Mi Jing came to one conclusion: this woman was highly likely Shen Lingxing’s ex-girlfriend or an ex-ex-girlfriend, or maybe a first love.

"Who is it?" Mi Jing knew she shouldn’t ask, and if it was as she thought, the atmosphere might become awkward. But the words were on her lips, and she couldn’t hold them back, so they came out impulsively.

"Who do you think it is?" Knowing that Mi Jing was extremely curious, Shen Lingxing deliberately didn’t say clearly and instead asked back with interest.

"Well, if you don’t want to say, then forget it." Mi Jing pretended not to care, but in her heart, she cursed Shen Lingxing. If he didn’t want to say, he shouldn’t have brought it up in the first place. Saying half and not the other half was obviously deliberate!

It is said that curiosity can kill a cat, which sufficiently proves the significant influence of curiosity.

The less you know, the more you want to know. It made Mi Jing restless, but she couldn’t bring herself to continue questioning Shen Lingxing, so she sat down at the dining table to eat. Despite the delicious food in front of her, it lost its appeal as she kept thinking about it.

"Didn’t you say you were hungry? Why aren’t you eating?" Shen Lingxing asked knowingly, watching Mi Jing count the rice grains with her chopsticks.

Mi Jing bitterly ground her teeth, thinking it was better to lose a little face than to suffocate herself. So she swallowed her pride and asked, "Who exactly is it?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Lingxing’s dark eyes filled with amusement. Seeing that she was so hung up on the question, she apparently cared about him.

"A middle-aged woman weighing nearly two hundred pounds," Shen Lingxing replied.

"So heavy?" Mi Jing was stunned for a moment and then muttered in a low voice.

However, Shen Lingxing was sitting right beside her, so naturally, he heard it. His handsome face instantly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Uh..." Realizing she had misspoken, Mi Jing coughed lightly and then continued to ask, "How did you meet her?"

Next, Shen Lingxing casually mentioned his experiences from studying abroad.

In fact, Shen Lingxing and Mi Wan were similar types of people—intelligent and academically strong. Not only did they receive scholarships every year, but they also got into university early and were chosen for continued higher studies.

At nineteen, Shen Lingxing was accepted into a renowned medical university abroad. Since he wasn’t accustomed to the local diet at first, he often went to a nearby Chinese restaurant to eat, and over time, he got to know the restaurant’s owner. Sometimes, when the restaurant was busy and she couldn’t manage, he would voluntarily help out. Every time he entered the kitchen, the hospitable owner would chat with him and tell him how to make this dish or that dish. Thus, after hearing and seeing a lot, Shen Lingxing accumulated some experience.

After dinner, Mi Jing and Shen Lingxing sat side by side on the sofa in the living room watching TV. Shen Lingxing concentrated on the financial news, while Mi Jing, not very interested, soon shifted her gaze from the screen to the open guest room door, remembering the moving company that had come at noon.

"Is the guest room going to be renovated? Why were all the things moved out?" Mi Jing asked, taking an orange from the fruit basket on the coffee table and peeling it.

"I’m turning it into a studio for you." Shen Lingxing stretched out his long arm lazily and draped it over Mi Jing’s shoulder.

"Isn’t that too wasteful?" Although it was a guest room, the space was quite spacious. Mi Jing didn’t need much room to paint, just a table would suffice.

"You can put all those paintings of yours in there." Shen Lingxing glanced at the boxes still in the corner and then looked at Mi Jing.

"Alright, I’ll move my paintings in there tomorrow." Mi Jing had been worrying about what to do with her paintings, but unexpectedly, Shen Lingxing was so considerate.

"This is your reward!"

Mi Jing peeled half an orange and stuffed it into Shen Lingxing’s mouth.

Shen Lingxing was initially stunned, then opened his mouth and ate the orange.

"Wifey, is there any other reward?" Shen Lingxing pulled Mi Jing into his arms, a sly smile playing on his lips, he said ambiguously.

"No... mm..."

The unfinished words were cut off by Shen Lingxing’s kiss. Mi Jing was like a helpless little lamb being pounced on by a big bad wolf.

The case of Li Mei was going to trial the day after tomorrow. Mi Wan had asked a classmate working at the police station to find some clues and had visited three girls who had been sexually assaulted by Hei Ziyi before. She intended to persuade them to bravely come forward to testify against Hei Ziyi, but once they learned of her purpose, they didn’t even give her a chance to speak and directly kicked her out.

Actually, Mi Wan was just trying her luck. After all, Hei Ziyi had the Black Dragon Gang behind him. Even though the gang’s power was not as strong as it used to be, it was still a formidable presence for ordinary families. Moreover, not everyone had the courage to face the trauma they had suffered. Some chose to escape, some chose to forget, while Li Mei was undeniably courageous. Although she had not completely emerged from the shadows, she persisted in fighting against the one who harmed her, never tolerating that scumbag Hei Ziyi!