Chapter 224: How’s the Taste?

Chapter 224: Chapter 224: How's the Taste?

In the spacious hall, bright lights illuminated the pale-colored sofa, casting a soft and tranquil atmosphere. As Yang Chen approached slowly, he carefully observed and immediately froze in place.

He saw Lin Ruoxi, dressed in a cotton pajama, curled up on the sofa like a little kitten, facing towards the door, with strands of hair cascading down the side of her face. Although the room was heated by automatic temperature control, once someone fell asleep, the temperature wasn't sufficient.

Lin Ruoxi, feeling cold in her sleep, hugged herself tightly, her lips slightly pale from the cold, a sight that evoked pity.

Yang Chen's heart warmed, feeling both amused and annoyed. Despite her resolute demeanor during the day, she was now waiting for him in the living room in the middle of the night. The thoughts of this woman were truly inscrutable.

Quietly approaching the sofa, Yang Chen pondered whether to carry her upstairs to sleep or find a blanket for her. Just then, he heard a slight sound, and Lin Ruoxi, with sleepy eyes, opened her eyes drowsily. Her disoriented state made her already delicate features appear even more soft and beautiful.

Lin Ruoxi silently looked at Yang Chen standing in front of her, as if confirming whether she was dreaming.

"Did I wake you up?" Yang Chen asked apologetically with a smile.

After a long silence, Lin Ruoxi sat up quietly, glanced at the clock on the wall, and saw that it was two in the morning.

"I fell asleep while watching TV. I'll go upstairs to sleep," Lin Ruoxi said indifferently after stealing a glance at Yang Chen, seeing that he was unharmed. She got up to go upstairs.

However, due to staying curled up for a long time, one of her legs felt numb from being pressed, and as she tried to stand up, her whole leg went limp.

"Oops!"

Feeling dizzy, her leg weakened, and Lin Ruoxi was about to fall forward and hit the coffee table in front of the sofa.

Yang Chen quickly reached out to hold one of Lin Ruoxi's arms, pulling her towards his chest to prevent her from falling.

"What's the rush? If you want to sleep on the sofa, at least cover yourself with a blanket. Don't you know you'll catch a cold like this?" Yang Chen said with a smile.

Leaning against Yang Chen's chest, Lin Ruoxi smelled a masculine scent, feeling a slight tingling in her heart as her face turned crimson.

However, she immediately sensed a woman's perfume scent on Yang Chen's body.

Having spent a long time in Rose's room and sitting in the car with her for a while, there had naturally been quite a bit of physical contact. Yang Chen didn't pay much attention to the lingering scent on him, but as a woman, Lin Ruoxi immediately noticed something unusual.

The slight sweetness she had felt just now vanished instantly, replaced by a bitter taste in her heart. Biting her lower lip, her eyes became misty.

This guy, waiting up late at night alone worrying about him, and he's out there having fun with other women!

"Let go of me, I don't need you to worry!" Lin Ruoxi said coldly.

Yang Chen didn't understand what he had done wrong again. How could the heartwarming scene just now, which made him feel so warm, suddenly make this woman angry again? Her words were as icy as the heart of winter.

"I also think so, so I've ordered the people below to clean up the mess, and we won't bother with him anymore," Rose said lightly. "Honey, you go back to sleep, I'll go busy myself."

"Don't overwork yourself. You can delegate some tasks to Xiao Zhao and Rong Rong. Once your elite agents are back, they should also get some benefits. After all, being a spy isn't easy."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Chen didn't feel like sleeping anymore. It happened to be the weekend, so Yang Chen planned to have breakfast and then go directly to the hospital to visit Yuan Ye. After all, that was currently the most important thing.

When he arrived downstairs, Wang Mama had already placed a steaming breakfast on the western-style table. They were having rice for breakfast today, accompanied by a variety of cold and hot dishes on the table.

Seeing that Lin Ruoxi hadn't come downstairs yet, Yang Chen murmured to himself that the girl might still be angry and unwilling to see him. But there was nothing he could do about it. If he intruded into her bedroom without permission, she wouldn't like it.

"Master, you're down. You came back late last night. Thankfully, you're safe. Miss and I were very worried about you," Wang Mama comforted with a smile.

"Mrs. Wang, what do you mean?" Yang Chen asked, puzzled.

"Yesterday, Miss Cai's second miss called during dinner and asked Miss not to go out, saying that it wasn't safe in Zhonghai last night. But you didn't come home, and your phone was unreachable. We were very worried that something might have happened to you," Mrs. Wang explained.

Yang Chen's thoughts churned for a moment. He recalled Lin Ruoxi curled up on the sofa last night, feeling a wave of guilt. She had indeed been waiting for him and had worried for him, hadn't she?

"Master, look at the dishes on this table. You didn't eat much last night, and I reheated most of them this morning. You should eat more," Mrs. Wang said enthusiastically, serving Yang Chen a full bowl of rice. "Originally, last night was a welcome dinner for you, after all, you had just returned home. Miss specially made a dish for the first time, but she said it didn't look appetizing at all and didn't touch it."

Yang Chen doubted if he had misheard. "Ruoxi cooked?"

"Yes, it's this plate of lettuce," Mrs. Wang pointed to the plate of yellowish cold lettuce salad at the edge, which had stuck together a bit due to sesame oil overnight. "Master, do you want to try it?"

Yang Chen smiled and nodded, imagining Lin Ruoxi's clumsy movements in the kitchen. He couldn't help but want to laugh.

He picked up a large mouthful with his chopsticks, not caring about the taste, and just ate it while smiling.

"Master, how does it taste? Does Miss have potential in cooking?" Mrs. Wang asked with a beaming smile.

Yang Chen was too busy eating and didn't feel like talking. He just nodded vigorously. After a while, with two large bowls of rice in his stomach, Yang Chen was almost full. Seeing that Lin Ruoxi still hadn't come downstairs, Yang Chen told Mrs. Wang that he was going to the hospital to visit a patient and then left.

Once Yang Chen left, Lin Ruoxi quietly descended from the second floor. She walked to the dining table and looked at the plate, which had been swept clean by Yang Chen, with a somewhat absent-minded expression.

Mrs. Wang smiled meaningfully. "Miss, it seems that the master is very satisfied with the food you made. He only ate what you made."

Lin Ruoxi's face blushed slightly unnaturally. Curiously, she picked up her chopsticks and picked up a piece of lettuce, carefully putting it into her mouth.

"Mm! Bleh, bleh, bleh..."

Lin Ruoxi wrinkled her brows and stomped her foot forcefully, looking annoyed. "It's so salty! Was that heartless guy raised on salt?!"

Seeing Lin Ruoxi looking both angry and adorable, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but chuckle quietly.