Chapter 262: 262, angry, the kind that can’t be appeased (4)_1 Chapter 262: 262, angry, the kind that can’t be appeased (4)_1 In the following time, Jian Qing realized once again how poor her talent for cooking really was.
Rhee watched on the side, almost holding her hand to guide her.
“Little Qingqing, it’s okay, it’s okay to fail a few times.” Rhee, dumbfounded, regains his composure and quickly reassures her.
Jian Qing coughed lightly, a hint of helplessness flashing in her eyes.
This was the tenth time. Failure is the mother of success, but it seemed she was about to become its grandmother.
“It’s okay, auntie, let’s leave it at that.”
She picked out one of the many failed attempts that she felt was just okay, put the chocolate-filled mould on a plate and placed it into the freezer.
After all, everything was made from chocolate, so it couldn’t taste that bad, right?
Right, that’s what she would believe!
She comforted herself and then quietly waited for the chocolate to set.
Song Xirou glanced at Jian Qing out of the corner of her eye, a mocking and triumphant look flashed in her eyes.
She will see how Jian Qing will embarrass herself.
When the time came, Rhee opened the freezer and took out the chocolates that the three of them made.
Among the three different shaped chocolates, two were obviously very appealing while the other was clearly made by a beginner.
As Jian Qing looked at the chocolate she made, her mouth twitched.
“Little Qingqing, Jingwu will definitely like the chocolate you made.” Rhee patted her shoulder and smiled gently.
Jian Qing took a piece and put it in her mouth. As the chocolate melted, the bitter taste made her frown.
Damn, it’s so bitter!
It even tasted bitter than the bitterest herb.
If Xiaojing tastes this, he might die of laughter.
Thinking of this, Jian Qing was determined.
It’s better to destroy the evidence.
“Darling, what are you doing?”
The deep voice of the man came from behind, and Jian Qing’s hand, which was about to pick up the mould, froze.
Damn, he had to come at this particular moment.
“Oh, auntie, you’re making chocolates!” Mingxuan sauntered in and asked, looking at the chocolates on the table.
“Axuan, try this.” Rhee handed him a piece.
“Alright, auntie’s treats are always top-notch.” Unlike Jingwu who doesn’t have a sweet tooth, Mingxuan is very fond of sweet stuffs.
Mingxuan stuffed the chocolate into his mouth and commented, “Auntie, uncle is really lucky to have you.”
Rhee chuckled and said, “You sure know how to sweet-talk.”
“Mingxuan, Jingwu, would you guys like to try the ones I made?” Song Xirou asked softly, casting a glance at Jingwu.
Her words made the atmosphere a bit awkward.
Mingxuan shrugged his shoulders, “Thanks for the offer, but I prefer auntie’s chocolates.”
He wouldn’t dare to try the chocolates made by the innocent-looking Song Xirou.”
Since he didn’t want it, let alone Jingwu. He’s barely taken his eyes off of his darling since he entered, not having the time to pay attention to Song Xirou.
“Xirou, your chocolates are good. You can take them home and let your parents taste them. They should be delighted.” Rhee said, smoothing over the awkwardness.
“Okay.” Song Xirou managed to squeeze out a smile and nodded.
“By the way, Jingwu, this is what Little Qingqing made for you.” Rhee pointed to one of the chocolates on the table.
Jingwu, standing behind her, pulled her into his embrace. His eyes rested on the chocolate Rhee pointed to, and a thin smile lifted his lips.
“Darling, did you make this?”
Jian Qing looked up at him, embarrassment flashing in her eyes, “Well, it’s kind of a failure.”
Jingwu let out a low chuckle, which annoyed Jian Qing.
Laugh at what?
She knew she shouldn’t have made it.
“The chocolates my sister-in-law made, I must try them!” Mingxuan said cheerfully, reaching out to grab the chocolates made by Jian Qing.
But before his fingertips could touch the mould, a large hand reached out and took the chocolates away.
Without guessing, she knew who it was.
“Jingwu, do you have to be so petty?”
There were so many pieces, and he didn’t even like sweets. Why was he being so petty?
Jingwu ignored him. With one hand holding the chocolates and the other holding Jian Qing, he walked out.
Watching the two of them leave, Song Xirou’s jealousy was about to consume her rationality.
Jian Qing was led by Jingwu into the courtyard, looking at the colorful garden but not in the mood to appreciate it. She desired to snatch the chocolate he was holding and throw it into the trash can.
Seeing that he was about to put it into his mouth, she quickly reached out to stop him.
“Xiao Jing, you better not eat it.”
Better not to expose him to such dark chocolate.
“Why?” He asked, his eyes filled with amusement.
Jian Qing felt helpless, “It tastes really devilish.”
“Hahaha!” A rich laughter erupted from his lips. Jingwu playfully tousled her hair, laughing uncontrollably.
“Laugh your head off, give it to me.” Jian Qing’s face turned sour, and she reached out to snatch the chocolate.
Jingwu dodged, took advantage of his height, and lifted the chocolate high, “No way, you said this was made for me, how can you take it back?”
“I changed my mind, I don’t want to give it to you.” Jian Qing tugged at his arm, irritated.
Jingwu took advantage of the situation to hook her waist, leaned down and pecked her lips, “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have laughed at you, okay?”
“Humph, I’m mad, and it’s the kind that won’t be appeased.” Jian Qing said proudly, a mischievous smile flashing in her eyes.