Liu Zhizhong still had plenty of time, so after rushing home, he felt he could still cook a meal for Xiang Wenxin.
Originally, he planned to mooch a meal at the Qian and Xuan family, but he thought it might be better to wrap up matters with Xiang Wenxin instead.
As a result, when he got home, he was flabbergasted.
From the kitchen, wafts of tantalizing aroma were already escaping.
He ran over to see, and lo and behold, the Southern Goddess was wearing an apron, exuding style, her back to him, expertly stir-frying.
Beneath that beautiful apron, ah, the tight home attire outlined a captivating figure from behind, especially those perky and shapely buttocks, the slender back, and legs—it was wildly provocative, making one wish...
Liu Zhizhong also sighed secretly, no wonder Chen Yuanyuan, that unlucky guy, made such a mistake; even I want to make a mistake now!
How awesome is this woman?
Beautiful in appearance, sexy in body, and on top of that, she can even cook up a storm in the kitchen! Dıscover more novels at 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝘯𝘦𝘵
However, Liu Zhizhong still knocked on the kitchen door with a solemn face.
When Xiang Wenxin turned around and saw it was him, she smiled and said, "Little Zhongzi, go wash your hands and take a break, lunch will be ready soon! You performed well today, Little Aunt Xin will reward you with a lunch! You know my cooking skills!"
"Uh... what performance?" Liu Zhizhong was confused, scratching his chin, "Could it be that Little Aunt Xin has clairvoyance and keen hearing, to have heard my earlier conversation as the mediator?"
Xiang Wenxin rolled her eyes flirtatiously at him, "My recorder has remote control and live playback functions! So, as soon as you turned it on, I could hear everything. Your performance, really not bad at all! Very humane and artistic, understanding both society and human nature!"
Actually, this compliment was also because Liu Zhizhong had complimented her, right?
"Holy crap! That recorder of yours... is way too incredible, isn't it? All high tech and advanced! I thought I'd have to come back and play it for you!"
"Of course!" Xiang Wenxin smirked proudly, nodding her head, "Go wash your hands, get ready to eat."
"Oh, okay... having a Little Aunt Xin at home, if I don't get fat, it's a loss for me!"
"Ha-ha... you damned smarty-pants, speaking in such rhymes..."
In less than twenty minutes, a sumptuous lunch was spread across the table.
The ingredients were also from Liu Zhizhong's house, and most were the superb river delicacies he had brought, which were deliciously fresh and invigorating!
Liu Zhizhong joked that Little Aunt Xin should eat less meat and drink more soup to avoid getting a nosebleed during the nap, which would be quite scary! Always making you bleed, I'd feel sorry for Uncle Xiang, hehe!
Xiang Wenxin said, "I know! These nourishing foods, although very enriching, are fine in moderation according to the doctor. And I'm quite robust; adapted and it's fine. This morning, the doctor even said, with so much blood lost, just replenish a bit and it'll be okay! But I'll still be cautious, can't be bleeding every day, can I? Hee hee..."
"Alright, if that's the case, then let's eat. I've really missed Little Aunt Xin's cooking!"
"If you miss it, eat more and try to get a nosebleed yourself!"
"Heh, I doubt it, I'm stronger and more resilient than you."
As they ate and chatted, their life seemed quite delightful, with laughter erupting at the table from time to time.
Xiang Wenxin also expressed her standpoint: importance of the bigger picture was crucial. As for Chen Yuanyuan, whether he knelt and got slapped or Zhang Zhengchang stood and got slapped, it should all be in the past. And no need for money or things like antiques, calligraphy, paintings, and jade, Little Aunt Xin's home had plenty of those.
This reassured Liu Zhizhong, and he could pretty much declare the matter closed, once again praising Xiang Wenxin's generous spirit, truly the magnanimous and far-sighted Southern Goddess!
This gal really drives it home, effortlessly!
However, Xiang Wenxin suddenly became curious: "I really want to know, Li Tanglu keeps saying he has raised his son poorly and wants to bring Tu Feiyuan personally to apologize; does this bastard not have a father? Why doesn't his dad come? Too busy being a vice mayor? And his mom?"
Liu Zhizhong said, "His mom passed away early! But about his dad... now that you mention it, I'm also a bit perplexed, uncles tend to dote on their nephews, seems a bit excessive..."
"Call right now, find out for me, I'm really curious!"
Ah, Old Secretary Li's troubles are incoming!