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War of Roses: The Proud Tycoon,Please Surrender!-Chapter 383: Gave Her the Most Beautiful Life She Dreamed Of
Xiang Linghao hurried back home and first greeted the two children sitting on the sofa.
But the two children showed little interest, responding weakly, and simultaneously leaning against the sofa. Their short legs dangling beyond the sofa, heads turned towards the TV, with expressionless faces.
Xiang Linghao felt slightly awkward, chuckled dryly, and went straight to the kitchen.
From afar, he smelled the fragrance emanating from the kitchen. As he entered, he saw Xue Xianglan concentrated on stir-frying.
He leaned against the doorframe, reminiscing about twelve years ago when Xue Xianglan held a spatula.
Back then, he lacked skill and ability to provide her a good life. She eloped with him and could only rent a small place.
She was a young lady, accustomed to luxury from childhood, never having lived in such a small, messy place, but she did not hesitate at all and decisively moved in with him.
Back then, the two squeezed onto a single bed, sleeping while holding each other.
He had little money and couldn’t afford dining out, even saving on takeout meals.
She even wore old clothes and secretly went to the chaotic market to buy groceries.
At first, he didn’t know, but upon returning home, he saw a very simple two-dish meal. He was surprised, and she casually said she bought the groceries herself, searched for recipes online, and casually cooked them.
He really believed her at that time.
Later, once he accidentally saw her heading to the market, he followed along.
He saw her, who originally didn’t have any worries, bargaining for a few greens with others, sometimes even to the point of a heated argument.
At that moment, his heart hurt very deeply.
His Xiang Lan shouldn’t be like this!
But because of him, she became that way.
The more heartache he felt, the more he hated himself for being incompetent and not giving her a better life.
From that time, he gradually felt regret.
Regretfully being with her at all costs, letting her suffer with him.
She was supposed to be a shining jewel, but followed him and became an ordinary woman in the market.
She was so young, with infinite potential, and her future should have been clear and bright.
He was the one who wronged her.
So later, when her father came to ask him to leave, he was shaken.
To this day, he does not regret his choice to leave her initially.
Because of leaving, missing, and persistence, he has now become a leading figure, able to stand radiantly beside her, with no one opposing them anymore.
She can freely live the life she desires without ever suffering again.
Now, he has given her the most beautiful life she dreamed of.
"Lanlan, what delicious dish are you cooking?"
He approached, looking quite thrilled and surprised.
Xue Xianglan, recognizing his voice, replied without looking up, "Relax, I’m making your favorite lotus root slices, just wait."
Xiang Linghao felt a burst of happiness and couldn’t help but embrace her from behind, inhaling the aroma from the pot, "Wife treats me best."
"Nonsense, why else would I call you my husband?"
"Yes, yes."
"Alright, let go, you’re obstructing my cooking."
Xiang Linghao obediently let go and stood aside, "Do you need any help?"
"No, it’ll be ready soon, no need to worry."
Thus, Xiang Linghao stood by without interfering.
"Haven’t seen you cook for over a decade. I still remember the dishes you cooked back then..."
Xiang Linghao couldn’t bring himself to continue.
She originally was a lady of leisure, never stepping into a kitchen, but during those days she learned a lot, changed a lot, and endured a lot for him.
Eating her cooked meals back then felt like enduring torture.
Either lacking salt, excess salt, undercooked, overcooked, too bitter, too sweet, or too sour.
In short, every possible taste and flavor she let him experience, even though it was just a vegetable...
Actually, being able to cook vegetables in so many flavors is quite an achievement too, a talent indeed!
Xue Xianglan recalled the taste of her initial dishes and blushed. It was truly a history that was difficult to look back upon, too unappetizing!
Even she found her culinary skills distasteful; she couldn’t swallow it, yet Xiang Linghao ate with relish.
Back then, she was naive enough to believe him when he said he loved that taste, feeling less guilty about it.
Later, he even got a stomachache from eating her meals...
During those times, they really had no money. He was so weak he didn’t go to the hospital for an IV, his face pale with no strength, she felt terribly guilty.
Therefore, she secretly resolved to improve her cooking skills seriously.
Unfortunately, before she mastered it, they separated.
In the years of separation, she would sometimes experiment with cooking, her skills improving day by day, but he never had another taste of her meals.
In Xue Xianglan’s heart, this remained a regret.
But in recent years, she didn’t deliberately think about the past events. Anyway, they’re back together, many past things can be dismissed.
She was lazy to cook, perhaps also afraid of reviving the old unpleasant memories, making Xiang Linghao feel guilty towards her, she didn’t intentionally think about it.
Almost forgot she still owed him a complete, delicious meal.
"It’s been five years since reconciling with you, two years married, yet you haven’t cooked me a meal. Today it’s thanks to those two kids, truly... feeling sad, my husband isn’t as good as my friend’s kids."
Xue Xianglan heard his complaints, knowing he was pretending, but also recognizing the genuine desire and thoughts within.
"Can you compare with two? I’ve cooked so many for you, you said you liked that taste, I’ll make you a special dinner someday."
"Back to the... that taste?" Xiang Linghao cautiously asked.
Xue Xianglan nodded frankly, "Of course, I thought you’d really miss that taste."
Miss it... well, miss it but don’t want to eat it!
That taste is still vividly remembered; back then he didn’t want to discourage her, now does she really believe he liked it?
"Lanlan, I think some flavors are best left in memory, recreating them isn’t quite the same, truly."
Xue Xianglan suddenly laughed, "You’re so silly, I’m teasing you. I rarely cook, but still think of you, your lotus root slices are ready, want to try a bit?"
Xiang Linghao nodded immediately, eyes lighting up, "Must try it!"







