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As soon as he opened the door, he smelled the fragrance of food. His stomach immediately began to growl.

"Why are you here?" Jian Ning fidgeted with his fingers, awkwardly not daring to look at him.

He pushed the plate into Jian Ning's arms, then said a few words awkwardly before he swiftly escaped while pushing the wheelchair himself.

"If others were to see your side of Shang Jin, what kind of mentality would you have?"

She shook her head. She really couldn't imagine such a scene. It would be better not to think of anything.

Fortunately, the second day was Monday, and as if the two had purposely avoided it, Shang Jin did not appear early in the morning.

Until Jian Ning walked out of the villa, only then did she walk out of her room with a walking stick.

Seeing him come down, Uncle Liu immediately ran up to him and reached out to support him.

Shang Jin raised his arm and avoided his good intentions. On his handsome face, no one could see any expression.

"Uncle Liu, there's no need to force Jian Ning to cook. Shang Jin said indifferently, then walked towards the dining hall.

Behind him, Uncle Liu looked at Shang Jin's limping back and secretly wiped the corners of his eyes.

Now that the young master had a bit of humanity left, he finally understood that he had to take care of other people. It seemed that he needed to get Jian Ning to cook more.

Jian Ning who was in the car suddenly shivered, she looked around vigilantly, other than the cars, there were no other cars, could it be that someone was scheming against her?

Time always passed by very quickly during work. Jian Ning felt that before she had done anything, she had already muddle-headedly returned to the villa.

The moment she got out of the car, Uncle Liu immediately and soundlessly appeared behind her.

"Jian Ning, don't forget to cook for Young Master tonight. He is a little unsatisfied with the food that you served last night." Uncle Liu's face didn't turn red, but his heart remained calm as he told a lie.

Last night, Shang Jin had clearly finished all the dishes in a good mood, with not a single bit left.

It was just that Jian Ning did not know what happened yesterday, and took Uncle Liu's words to be true, immediately becoming serious.

"Don't worry, Uncle Liu. I will definitely continue to work hard and cook a meal that will satisfy him."

Seeing that she was quite tactful, Uncle Liu nodded her head in satisfaction. "Remember, if the young master asks you not to do it, you must say the opposite. When the time comes, don't make the young master unhappy."

Jian Ning remembered all of these words in his heart, then went back to his room to take out the recipe. He told Uncle Liu about the dishes he wanted to cook for the night, and Uncle Liu let her go.

When Jian Ning was busy in the kitchen, she watched her cooking earnestly from across the screen. She was a little entranced and her eyes were very gentle.

"Didn't I say that I don't need her to cook?" Shang Jin raised his head, and his cold gaze swept towards Uncle Liu.

Uncle Liu lowered his head guiltily as his eyes rolled back and forth. He had already prepared a speech beforehand.

"Jian Ning, that child didn't realize that she was being stubborn, she thought you didn't like the food last night and wanted to make something that you liked."

Shang Jin stared intently at Uncle Liu with his dark eyes, causing him to tremble with fear. He had the urge to speak the truth.

However, after resting his gaze on Uncle Liu for a few seconds, Shang Jin turned his gaze back to the screen, and his expression immediately became gentle.

Suddenly, Jian Ning accidentally got burnt by the oil sprays. She waved her hands and continued cooking.

Shang Jin looked at the screen nervously, as if he was going to walk in front of her through the screen.

Go and prepare the scalding ointment for Jian Ning, bring it to her immediately, let the kitchen cook the rest.

Uncle Liu narrowed his eyes craftily, he was not in a hurry either, and joked to Shang Jin: "Could it be that Young Master is feeling sorry for me?"

Heartache? Shang Jin's face immediately became cold, he raised his chin, and arrogantly said: "Are you joking?"

Uncle Liu stared blankly for a moment, then immediately understood. Right now, he was only trying to quibble.

He took out the ointment from his pocket and placed it on Shang Jin's table, then said with a smile: "Young Master, I still remember that I have some matters to attend to, so I won't be in the villa tonight. It's better if you send this ointment over."

After he finished speaking, he immediately walked out without giving Shang Jin any time to speak.

"Damn it!"

Shang Jin impatiently slammed the table, his face turning completely black as he stared sinisterly at the door.

Walking out of the villa, Uncle Liu smiled at the direction of the gate. His eyes were full of cunning. This time, the Young Master and the others would definitely be able to get along well.

After a long while, Shang Jin finally picked up the ointment awkwardly and walked downstairs to the kitchen.

At the kitchen door, Shang Jin stared blankly at Jian Ning who was busy working inside. He actually did not want to disturb him.

"Give me the oyster sauce."

Jian Ning thought it was a servant from the kitchen, so she spoke without turning her head.

Shang Jin was startled for a moment, and looked around, only to realize that he was the only one who had listened to her orders and passed the oyster sauce to her.

"Give me the plate." She took the oyster sauce and continued to make requests.

This time, Shang Jin was no longer uncomfortable, and calmly passed the thing over.

Very quickly, he found out what kind of things Jian Ning wanted, and he was always able to place the things in her hands at the first possible moment.

Shang Jin lifted his head to look at Jian Ning's slightly curved back figure, and the corner of his mouth held a faint smile.

When the last dish was cooked, Jian Ning clapped her hands and laughed complacently. She then turned her head to the person who had a tacit understanding with her just now.

"Thank you …"

When she reached the tip of her tongue, she suddenly stopped and looked at Shang Jin uneasily.

"Do you need me to bring these out?"

Jian Ning nodded dumbfoundedly, and followed behind Shang Jin like a puppet, watching him carry all the food out by himself.

"The food you make is very delicious, so you don't have to care about what I think."

Just as she picked up the chopsticks, Shang Jin said this as he continued to look at her lifelessly.

"Ah?" "Oh."

After that, the two of them stopped talking at the table

Jian Ning lowered her head deeply, while Shang Jin quickly scanned the dishes on the table. After a meal, she ate with extreme satisfaction.

When he saw that Jian Ning was about to bury her head into the bowl, he could not help but crease his eyebrows.

He glanced at the table. There were basically no more dishes on the plates. The thought of helping her with the dishes had completely disappeared.

When Jian Ning finally finished eating, her face was already completely dark, as if a storm was coming.

"Eating is too slow, be careful next time."

"..." If it wasn't for you being so abnormal, would I have ended up like this?

Jian Ning looked at her with an innocent gaze. She originally wanted to say something, but now, she didn't know what to say.

The two of them sat there uncomfortably. Neither of them had any intention of getting up.

"I still have work to do, so I'll be leaving first." Jian Ning stood up with her head lowered, said a few words, and then quickly ran away.