The Richest Billionaire is My Accidental Husband - Chapter 60
Chapter 60: Chapter 60: See, Ye Junqing is cooking steak for me 1
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If it tastes good, she will fry another one.
Ye Junqing frowned, “It’s extraordinarily awful. I have never had a steak this bad. Don’t ruin beef again.”
Ye Xingguang was fuming. This jerk had stolen her steak, gobbled it up, and yet couldn’t stop himself from criticising. Despite finding it inedible, he ate with great relish. Ye Xingguang made an instant grab at the food. If it’s awful she would eat it herself.
But her hand hadn’t even touched the plate before the man swatted it away.
Ye Junqing glanced at her, his eyes full of caution, “Don’t grab, or you’ll have nothing to eat tonight.”
With her hands on her hips, Ye Xingguang retorted, “Do I have anything to eat
In the meantime, Ye Junqing had swallowed the entire plate of unbearable steak, stood up, and asked, “Do you have your phone?”
Striding into the kitchen with great confidence, Ye Junqing said, “Next time the Civil Affairs Bureau will pay a visit. As defined in the ‘Official Marriage Life Regulation’, I need to cook a meal for you. Record it on your phone to serve as proof, lest you fail to provide evidence again.”
Ye Xingguang was half-doubtful. “Is there such a regulation?”
With a cool face, Ye Junqing fibbed, “Haven’t you read the ‘Official Marriage Life Regulation?”
Ye Xingguang:
Who would bother to read every page of such a thick book?
However, Ye Xingguang was intrigued, “You can cook?”
Ye Junqing ignored her, threw a single word over his shoulder: “Record.”
He added, “Make sure to film my face.”
Then, he took a steak from the fridge along with a bottle of high-qualitv red
wine. He stood tall and elegant at the kitchen counter, adding freshly ground black pepper to both sides of the steak, cut some garlic, poured some wine, and began to season the steak.
Ye Xingguang stood aside, recording with her phone, biting her lower lip. Does steak need to be marinated?
“l didn’t expect you could cook,” she said. His technique appeared much more professional than hers.
The steak needed thirty minutes to marinate. During this time, Ye Junqing found some beef bones in the fridge, made a base with red wine and spices to brew red wine sauce. The sauce was the essence of the steak. This girl knew nothing, thinking that frying the steak in the pan was all it took?
That’s barbecue!
He himself didn’t know how to cook steak once, but for a time, Fish Tail was fond of steak made by a top chef. But when the master chef fell ill and couldn’t cook, he learned from the chef. After practicing for a while, the taste of the steak he cooked was exactly the same as that of the master.
At least, Fish Tail ate it numerous times without noticing that it was his cooking, always assuming that it was the chefs work.
It wasn’t until later that she learned it was his work from someone else, she never deigned to taste it again.
Remembering this, Ye Junqings heart ached involuntarily, a trace of melancholy crossed his handsome face, cursing himself for being so easily pleased, blooming like a flower at the mere sight of her photographs.
When he calmed down and thought about it, they were just a few pictures, what could they represent? She used to despise him, how could he naively hope to see love in a few photos?
“Did you see it? Ye Junqing is cooking steak for me. Who dares to claim I staged it? How’s your face feeling?”
Ye Xingguang held her phone, recording him. She didn’t record her own face, but she stretched out one hand and made an iconic gesture.
If she didn’t take this chance, provided by this toxic man who asked her to record as per the Civil Affairs regulations, to slap the media and make Xia Yanyan, who sneered at her in secret, see her power, and to restore her dignity and face, she wouldn’t be Ye Xingguang!
