"Hotpot?" Huo Qi looked at him with some surprise, and after the astonishment, a faint smile appeared. "No problem, but I live in the dorm, so it might be a bit inconvenient."
"I’ve already found a place. Tomorrow is the weekend, so if you’re resting, you can come with me now, and we can go buy some ingredients and get to cooking." Ao Chen suggested, as if he hadn’t just seen him beating someone up moments ago.
At this moment, Huo Qi naturally couldn’t remember the consequences of beating up Lawrence.
But he was sure of one thing.
That was, he hadn’t left any evidence that could let Lawrence sue him.
After thinking it over, he agreed to Ao Chen’s suggestion, "Okay, let’s go buy some ingredients for the hotpot base first. I know a bit about that."
"Do you like hotpot?"
"What flavor do you like? Sour and spicy? Spicy? Or clear broth?"
Ao Chen laughed, "You seem quite professional, don’t you?"
Huo Qi spread his hands and said helplessly, "I can’t help it, check this place out, there’s really little that’s edible here, I have to cook for myself. Although I haven’t made hotpot before;
However, before I came to America, I did quite a bit of cooking at home, even tried making hotpot bases myself, and it was quite successful, so you can choose."
By the time they finished talking, they had already reached Ao Chen’s car. After getting in, Ao Chen started the car and glanced at Huo Qi, "Then let’s have a sour broth. They all like it spicy. Let’s prepare a divided pot base, we’ll go select the ingredients now."
Not far from Davis Apartment was a large shopping mall with a vegetable area, a seasoning area, and various food zones at the very bottom.
Ao Chen pushed the shopping cart behind Huo Qi. Being here so many years, he felt he had become extremely picky about food, yet he found that Huo Qi was even pickier. The selection was meticulous, down to the packaging of the seasoning, and for some supermarket items that weren’t available ready-made, he also opted to buy raw materials, planning to make them himself.
Ao Chen looked at the loaded cart, somewhat bemused. "Think about it, you’re making dinner for yourself, you should think about yourself, that group won’t be polite with you."
At these words, Huo Qi paused, then smiled and added onions into the cart, "Mm, I know. I should really thank you all. Just a meal of hotpot, it’s nothing."
Ao Chen smiled, "Did I tell you it was just one meal before?"
Huo Qi’s smile froze, "Isn’t it... just one meal?"
"I promised two meals, but based on my understanding of them, they think what I said, my promise, is mine, but what you make today is yours, separate from mine."
This was getting interesting, but after a thought, Huo Qi nodded, "Alright then, take it as mine, what you promised, you can make yourself then."
"Then you need to make it a bit worse; otherwise, the next time I make it, they’ll find fault."
Huo Qi was truly speechless at Ao Chen’s fussy nature, "Then how about this time it’s still yours, and I’ll make it next time."
"I’ve already told them it’s you. Or how about this, if next time they insist on me cooking, you can be my assistant, okay?"
Seeing the request wasn’t too much, Huo Qi simply nodded, "Okay."
"It won’t trouble you, will it?" Ao Chen asked as if pretending.
Huo Qi, focused on selecting ingredients, didn’t notice the sly look on Ao Chen’s face and shook his head, "It won’t, but it’s best to choose the weekend, I have quite a few classes on weekdays, might not have much time."
"Good, then thanks in advance."
"No need, I should thank you all, for the rescue that day, otherwise, I dare not think about the consequences."
The memory, whenever he thought of it, made Huo Qi so nauseated he wanted to vomit, his expression darkening. Ao Chen patted his shoulder, "Don’t think about it, it’s all in the past, next time, nothing will happen, you can be assured."
Huo Qi knew, from the school’s handling result, the future was promising.
Without so much smoke and chaos, things were actually quite good.
As soon as Davis received Ao Chen’s message, he started packing up to leave work when he was caught by his father. "Davis, come to my office for a moment."
Davis’s expression froze. He whispered to his secretary, "My father is here, why didn’t you warn me?"
She was innocent since she hadn’t seen the boss coming either.
On the way to his father’s office, he texted in the group.