C225 Cooking

Song Jiayin was so shocked by the noise that she opened her blurry eyes, after coming back to her senses, she pushed Gong Yichen away and walked towards the kitchen door to see what had happened.

He saw the old man instructing his aunt to clean up the potted plants while he walked back to the living room and sat on the sofa.

The Old Gramps turned and saw Song Jiayin's blushing face, she smiled benevolently and said: "It's alright, go busy yourselves. I'm still waiting to eat your good dishes, haha."

"En..." "Alright grandfather."

Song Jiayin was so nervous that shshedidn't know how to reply. She thought that his grandfather definitely saw them playing in the kitchen, and the image of him in his grandfather's heart would definitely be gone. Then, he recalled his grandfather's expression when she saw Gong Yichen just having a kiss with him …

Song Jiayin was so ashamed that she could not show his face anymore. She quickly retreated back into the kitchen as she covered his face with her hands. Her hot cheeks hummed in a low voice, "What should I do? How can I go out and meet grandpa …"

Gong Yichen laughed even more heartily. Seeing Song Jiayin acting so coquettishly, covering her face and acting so coquettishly to him, she really liked it the more she looked at her.

Gong Yichen secretly took out his phone to record this scene.

"Ka Cha", the sound of the camera made Song Jiayin react, and she looked at Gong Yichen with his eyes wide opened.

"It's all your fault. If it wasn't for your grandfather who didn't see me, you would've just stole it instead of gloating over my misfortune." Take my picture, quickly delete the picture! "

With that, Song Jiayin extended her hand out towards Gong Yichen, wanting to snatch his hand.

However, Gong Yichen raised his phone gently, and Song Jiayin was unable to reach it no matter how hard she tried.

Song Jiayin was extremely helpless. She did not know what kind of medicine Gong Yichen had taken today, but she was constantly thinking of ways to play with her.

Seeing that the water in the wok had started to boil, Song Jiayin no longer bothered with him. She turned on the wok, scooped up a spoonful of soup and tried to taste it.

Song Jiayin was quite satisfied with the sour fish she made and prepared to scoop it up.

Gong Yichen moved closer, looked at the fish soup in the pot and said, "Let me have a taste too."

Song Jiayin glanced at Gong Yichen, and then passed a spoon of soup to Gong Yichen.

Gong Yichen opened his mouth and said: "Feed me."

Song Jiayin glared at Gong Yichen, and carefully passed the soup to him, "Be careful, it's hot." Song Jiayin instructed.

After cooking this sour fish, Song Jiayin prepared to cook a few more homemade fried vegetables. Seeing that Song Jiayin was still a little angry at him for what happened, Gong Yichen asked again to help her.

"Whatever, stop messing with me." Song Jiayin said as she washed the vegetables.

"Alright, I'll help you wash it." Gong Yichen took the vegetables from Song Jiayin's hands and helped her continue washing, then Song Jiayin walked to the other side to cut vegetables.

The couple quietly went about their business and did not speak any further.

"Oh yeah, did you come back to see my sister today?" Gong Yichen asked Song Jiayin as he remembered to ask.

"I saw it." Song Jiayin said while cutting vegetables.

"Did she make things difficult for you?" Gong Yichen turned to look at Song Jiayin.

"No, what else can she do to me at home?" Song Jiayin's hand that was holding the blade suddenly paused, then returned back to normal and continued cutting the vegetables. However, this scene was completely witnessed by Gong Yichen.

What Gong Yichen was most worried about was not only Gong Xuezhen and Wu Zihao taking advantage of his absence to bully Song Jiayin, but even more worried that he would not be willing to tell her after Song Jiayin had been bullied.

Gong Yichen looked at Song Jiayin who was bent over cutting the vegetables, and he knew that something must have happened today.

"Really? I'll go to the washroom first. You busy yourself first." Song Jiayin raised her head to look at Gong Yichen's leaving figure, and then continued to work diligently. Song Jiayin did not see Gong Yichen's cold and gloomy face.

Gong Yichen walked out of the kitchen to ask the old man what had happened today.

The old man said: "It's nothing big. It's just that Xue Zhen had slandered Sun's daughter-in-law a few words that were unpleasant to listen to. I've already gone back to help her." The old man knew that Gong Yichen wanted to protect his wife and he passed on a sentence.

Gong Yichen listened quietly and did not say anything, but the creases on his brows were enough to pinch a fly to death, as he slightly narrowed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Gong Yichen would not allow others to hurt Song Jiayin again, even if he had only said some unpleasant words to slander her. He understood Song Jiayin's personality, and although the strong her wouldn't be easily hurt by these words, his heart ached.

"Alright grandfather, I understand. I'll go back to the kitchen and help. " Gong Yichen thought for a moment, then got up and returned to the kitchen.

Gong Yichen walked into the kitchen and saw Song Jiayin's small back. She was busy cooking and was trying to figure out whether or not the oil was still spilt out. It made Gong Yichen's heart ache.

Gong Yichen walked over and grabbed the shovel in Song Jiayin's hands to cook for him.

"You …" Song Jiayin moved to the side and looked at Gong Yichen, wanting to say something, but stopped himself.

"I know you want to do your best to be filial and cook for me. But that is only if you do not hurt yourself. " Gong Yichen said solemnly to Song Jiayin as he was cooking.

"I know, but it's hard to avoid being splashed with oil." Song Jiayin saw that Gong Yichen had become serious and stopped joking around.

"Then promise me, in the future, you can let the family's chef cook for you, don't do it yourself." Gong Yi turned his face and looked at Song Jiayin seriously.

Song Jiayin looked at Gong Yichen's serious face and did not have a trace of a smile on his face. Song Jiayin knew that this was Gong Yichen's request to her, and was concerned about him.

"Also, why didn't you tell me that Gong Xuezhen was scolding you today?"

"Yeah, there's nothing much to say, and it's not much either." Song Jiayin ran to the cupboard to get a bowl and handed it over to Gong Yichen.

Gong Yichen then looked straight into Song Jiayin's eyes and looked deeply at her: "Didn't I ask you today that she did not make things difficult for you? "Then why didn't you say so?"

Song Jiayin was at a loss for words, "She only said some unpleasant words and didn't do anything to me." Song Jiayin explained to Gong Yichen.

Song Jiayin looked at the expressionless Gong Yichen and knew that he was very worried that he would be hurt again, but she didn't want to rely on Gong Yichen for everything either. He wanted to be a strong little grass that he could endure any kind of blow. Only then would she have the qualifications to walk shoulder to shoulder with Gong Yichen.

Gong Yichen helped Song Jiayin scoop up the food and place it on the table, then gently hugged Song Jiayin without saying a word. Her hot breath slapped against her neck, causing her cheeks to involuntarily turn slightly red.

She also quietly leaned into Gong Yichen's embrace, and felt the wide chest of the person behind her. Wisps of warmth spread throughout her body, and eventually returned to her heart.

After a long while, Gong Yichen said gently, "Don't make me worry, okay?"

"Alright." Song Jiayin answered with certainty.

Thus, the two of them continued cooking.