Chapter 187 - A Smile That Captivates the City

Ye Chenfeng didn’t directly take Tang Xin and Han Chuxue back to the villa; instead, the trio first took the injured sexagenarian to the hospital.After all, the sexagenarian had stood up to speak for Tang Xin and Han Chuxue and was severely injured by Brother Jiu’s men because of that.

When Ye Chenfeng and the others left the Zijin Shopping Center, the Monkey and Li Pangzi were still leaning against the railing by the side of the road, vomiting!

They had thrown up everything in their stomachs, leaving them with legs so weak they couldn’t even stand.

The two of them decided that they would rather die than ride in Ye Chenfeng’s car again.

Riding in someone else’s car cost money, riding in the boss’s car cost your life!

If they rode with him a few more times, they would surely ascend to heaven.

“Monkey, Li Pangzi, do you want me to drive you guys home?” Ye Chenfeng said, teasing the two pale-faced men.

“No, no need, boss, we’ll get back on our own,” Monkey and Li Pangzi said, shaking their heads like rattle drums.

“Oh?

Really?

Well then, I’m off.”

Monkey and Li Pangzi watched Ye Chenfeng’s retreating figure and heaved a huge sigh of relief, but when they saw Tang Xin and Han Chuxue standing beside Ye Chenfeng, they simultaneously cursed in their hearts, “Damn!

The boss really favors the opposite sex over his own men!”

If Monkey and Li Pangzi still couldn’t tell that Ye Chenfeng was joking with them, then they might as well go jump into the Huangpu River.

After sending the sexagenarian to the nearby hospital and administering a series of checks, it was confirmed that other than two broken bones in his chest, the sexagenarian only had minor external injuries and was not in serious danger.

This news relieved Tang Xin and Han Chuxue.

Ye Chenfeng paid a substantial amount of money for the sexagenarian’s medical treatment, which was enough for him to stay in the hospital until his broken chest bones and all external injuries were healed.

In a single room at the hospital, the sexagenarian was lying in bed with his wounds carefully treated by the doctor.

During their conversation with the sexagenarian, Ye Chenfeng and the others learned that he was named Wu Guangsheng and was sixty-eight years old that day.

“Mr.

Wu, thank you for stepping in for them today and speaking up for them,” Ye Chenfeng said.

Although Wu Guangsheng hadn’t been able to help much, Ye Chenfeng still had a good impression of him, as he was the only one who stood up to speak when the second floor of the Zijin Shopping Center had been surrounded by customers.

Wu Guangsheng waved his hands hurriedly, his wrinkled face showing embarrassment: “Young man, I really didn’t help at all!

And now I’ve troubled you, I truly feel bad about it!”

“Mr.

Wu, don’t say that.

I’ve already paid all of your medical expenses for you.

You just take your time to recuperate in the hospital.

We’ll come to visit you when we can.”

Originally, Ye Chenfeng wanted to transfer Wu Guangsheng to Tianhai People’s Hospital under Zou Zedong’s care, but since the People’s Hospital was quite far from the Zijin Shopping Center, Ye Chenfeng chose a nearby hospital that was no less competent than the People’s Hospital following the proximity principle.

“Young man, this is so embarrassing.

How can I let you pay for my medical expenses?

This is absolutely unacceptable!” Wu Guangsheng said, trying to refuse.

“Grandpa Wu, please don’t be so polite with us; it’s the least we can do,” Tang Xin said as she handed over an apple that she had peeled to Wu Guangsheng.

Wu Guangsheng’s eyes grew slightly moist as he accepted the apple from Tang Xin, but he covered it up well and said, “You are good people!

You really are!”

After chatting with Wu Guangsheng in the ward for about two hours, Ye Chenfeng and the others prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Ye Chenfeng specifically asked Wu Guangsheng if he needed help contacting his family.

However, Wu Guangsheng hesitated and turned down the offer, saying he would do it himself.

Seeing this, Ye Chenfeng didn’t insist any further.

As night gradually fell, the streets of Tianhai remained brightly lit, with the neon lights in front of various stores dazzling, even brighter than during the day.

“Brother Chenfeng, when will you have time to go out and have fun with me?” Tang Xin asked, playfully clinging to Ye Chenfeng’s arm as they walked down the street.

On the other side, Han Chuxue walked beside Ye Chenfeng with a cold expression on her face, her thoughts unknown.

Ye Chenfeng was indeed free for the next two days, and seeing Tang Xin’s expectant look, he gently pinched her smooth cheek and said, “How about tomorrow?

I happen to be free then.”

“Really, Brother Chenfeng?” Tang Xin still couldn’t quite believe it.

“Mhm.”

Hearing Ye Chenfeng’s affirmative grunt, Tang Xin’s face lit up with joy, and with a “smack,” she tiptoed and planted a solid kiss on Ye Chenfeng’s cheek: “I knew Brother Chenfeng was the best.”

Watching Tang Xin’s satisfied expression, Ye Chenfeng shook his head helplessly in his heart, thinking this little girl was too easily pleased.

In fact, Ye Chenfeng didn’t know that as long as Tang Xin could be with him every day, even if they did nothing, this little girl would still be extraordinarily happy and content.

Because in her heart, Tang Xin always remembered what she had once said, “I want to be Chenfeng’s little woman.”

“A little woman should be submissive to her man, not demanding this and that—at least that’s how Tang Xin understood it.”

“Xin’er, Chu Xue, shall we eat out for dinner, or…?” After a busy day, Ye Chenfeng felt a bit hungry.

Hearing Ye Chenfeng call her ‘Chu Xue,’ Han Chuxue surprisingly didn’t refute and after pondering for a moment, she coldly said, “Let’s go back to the villa for dinner.

I’ll cook today.”

“What?”

Ye Chenfeng was incredulous, questioning, “Chu Xue, you’re going to cook?

Am I hearing things?”

A blush crept onto Han Chuxue’s cheeks as she retorted with feigned annoyance, “It’s not like I’m cooking for you.

I want to cook for Xin’er.”

“Sister Chu Xue, can you cook?

I believe Sister Chu Xue’s cooking must be really good, right?

Xin’er can’t wait!” Tang Xin moved closer to Han Chuxue, linking arms with her and asking.

Since they were not eating out, Ye Chenfeng and the other two simply returned to the villa.

Han Chuxue was busy alone in the kitchen, not allowing Ye Chenfeng to enter, nor even letting Tang Xin watch.

Ye Chenfeng and Tang Xin could only sit on the living room couch and watch TV.

Tang Xin occasionally peeled grapes from the coffee table and popped them into Ye Chenfeng’s mouth, which made him secretly marvel at the joys of life.

This was truly living!

“Chenfeng Brother, what kind of dish do you think Sister Chu Xue will make in all her secrecy?” Tang Xin asked, curious.

“There are only two possibilities, I reckon.

One is that her cooking skills are amazing, and she’s very confident, so we don’t need to help; or two, her cooking is terrible, and us being in the kitchen would only make her more flustered,” Ye Chenfeng playfully pinched Tang Xin’s soft nose as he spoke.

“I believe Sister Chu Xue must be the former,” said Tang Xin, brimming with confidence.

An hour or so later.

Han Chuxue finally emerged from the kitchen carrying dish after dish.

When Ye Chenfeng and Tang Xin saw her, they nearly burst into laughter, as Han Chuxue’s normally fair face was smudged with grease, lacking any trace of her usual icy beauty.

And then, seeing the charred dishes on the table, barely recognizable as food, both Ye Chenfeng and Tang Xin were certain that Han Chuxue fell into the latter possibility.

Blushing, Han Chuxue said, “I thought cooking wouldn’t be too hard, but… Google seaʀᴄh ɴo(v)elFɪre.ɴet

maybe we should just go out to eat after all!”

“Not at all!

A dish doesn’t have to look good to be delicious.

Maybe the food you’ve cooked is tasty!” Ye Chenfeng promptly sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and stuffed a chunk of blackened, seemingly meaty substance into his mouth.

In that moment, even Han Chuxue held her breath.

It was the first time she had ever cooked, and living with Ye Chenfeng, she couldn’t always do nothing, right?

That’s why the idea of cooking had crossed her mind.

Watching Ye Chenfeng chewing solemnly, both Han Chuxue and Tang Xin stared at him without blinking.

Half a minute later.

Ye Chenfeng wore a satisfied smile on his face, “The food is actually quite tasty.”

“Really?” both women echoed in unison.

Tang Xin quickly grabbed a piece of the indiscernible substance and put it in her mouth.

In less than a second, she felt as if she had ingested a spoonful of salt and immediately spat it out, “Chenfeng Brother, you’re lying, you’re lying,” she hurried into the kitchen to grab some water to drink.

At the same time, Han Chuxue also tried a few mouthfuls of her cooking but, like Tang Xin, promptly spat it out.

The flavor was simply unbearable!

Meanwhile, Ye Chenfeng continued to eat heartily with a smile on his face, but the sweat beads on his forehead betrayed the effort he was making.

Lifting his head, he said, “For a first attempt at cooking, this is really not bad.

Besides, the stronger taste makes it easier to eat with rice.”

Beads of sweat covered his forehead.

Mucus dripped from his nose.

In this moment, Ye Chenfeng looked quite a mess, but to Han Chuxue, he seemed incredibly endearing.

A warm feeling filled her heart, a sensation she likely would never forget—the expression on Ye Chenfeng’s face.

“You silly rascal, why eat it if it doesn’t taste good?”

Han Chuxue laughed.

It was a soft, warm, and beautiful laugh.

Her laughter could captivate a city, which reminded Ye Chenfeng of his girlfriend from his previous life, Luo Xueqi.

The first time she tried cooking for him, it was a similar scene, wasn’t it?

She also had said, “Are you silly?” (To be continued.

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