Chapter: 15

Qin Yue said calmly: "I'm not picky about food, you can do as you see."

When Qin Yue said this, Xu Huiyi and Liu Yong were beside him. When they heard what he said, they exchanged glances in unison.

If their president is not picky eaters, then there will probably be no picky eaters in this world.

When Qin Yue came home, Jian Ran was busy in the kitchen.

She was wearing an apron, her long black hair was casually tied up in a bun, exposing her fair neck, and she was frying with a spatula neatly in her hands.

Seeing her like this, it is not difficult to imagine that she is also so good at work.

Qin Yue stared blankly for a while before going to the kitchen: "Jian Ran, I'm back."

Jian Ran turned around and smiled slightly: "Go and change your clothes first, and dinner will be served right away."

Qin Yue stood still: "Jian Ran..."

Jian Ran kept moving her hands, and looked back at him: "What's wrong?"

"I'm going to change clothes." Qin Yue originally said that she didn't need to be busy cooking after get off work, and he would let the cooking aunt prepare it, but in his heart he felt that it would be good to eat the meals cooked by his wife.

The look of home in his heart is that when he comes home from get off work, he can eat hot meals cooked by his wife, instead of everything being prepared by the cooking aunt.

Jian Ran prepared three dishes and one soup, including boiled chicken, fried meat with onions, fried green lotus root slices, and enoki mushroom meat broth.

Seeing that Qin Yue ate some light dishes at noon, Jian Ran guessed that he likes light food, so she made these few home-cooked dishes.

When Qin Yue changed his clothes and came out, the dishes were already on the table. When he saw the onions on the table, he frowned slightly, but soon it seemed that nothing happened, and Jian Ran naturally didn't notice it.

Jian Ran brought up the soup, and first filled a bowl for Qin Yue: "It's been a busy day, let's have a bowl of soup first."

"Okay." Qin Yue took the bowl and took a sip.

Jian Ran put another onion into Qin Yue's rice bowl: "Onions are very healthy, you should eat more."

"Okay." Qin Yue nodded.

But he didn't eat right away, but drank the soup slowly.

After drinking one bowl, he added another bowl, and also ate a few pieces of white-cut chicken and some lotus root slices, but he didn't touch the bowl of rice and onions that Jian Ran put in.

Jane noticed it, and hung her head down to eat big mouthfuls, feeling a little sour in her heart.

Jian Ran didn't speak any more, and Qin Yue didn't like talking at the dinner table either, so the atmosphere was very quiet for a moment.

After eating, Qin Yue was in charge of washing the dishes. Without saying anything, she turned and went back to her room.

She knew that her relationship with Qin Yue was not that close, but she still couldn't help but feel sad seeing him so disgusted with her food.

But if you think about it more carefully, their marriage is a marriage without any emotional basis, just for the sake of getting married.

Although they are already husband and wife, they don't know each other well, and they haven't been intimate enough to serve each other. She was negligent.

In the future, she will try her best to respect him as a guest in her life, and she will never commit any deviant behavior again.

After she figured it out, Jian Ran no longer bothered about the food she just picked up.

She turned on the computer and was about to take a closer look at the proposal for the Xinghui project. This Friday is the bid opening day. So many people have been busy for so long, there must be no mistakes.