Chapter 875: Chapter 875

"Hey, Bai Chenxi, what are you doing at the company? Don’t you usually leave Fengying to Zhao Qiankun and rarely come yourself?" Yan Yuan asked, following Bai Chenxi.

The man walking in front had long legs and moved quickly, making it hard for her to keep up.

In addition, she was carrying a backpack and a bag, making it inconvenient for her to walk quickly.

Luckily, Bai Chenxi entered the elevator first and waited for her inside.

Yan Yuan dashed into the elevator, panting, and stared speechlessly at the man in a white suit, looking as elegant as a prince.

"..." No one responded to her.

"Bai Chenxi, why do I feel you’ve been acting strange lately?"

"Not in a good mood? Broke up?"

"..." Still, no one responded to her.

Yan Yuan felt like she had entered an even more closed-off space, with the person beside her being a wax figure.

Sweating profusely, she held her bag and looked Bai Chenxi up and down.

Forget it, just treat him as air!

As for clinging to this big shot, she thought about it, and it wasn’t really necessary.

But, she really wanted to play the lead female role, so she decided to endure it.

Tagging along with Zhao Qiankun, even the producer was of little help.

Only by clinging to Bai Chenxi’s coattails, if he was willing to support her,

she knew it wouldn’t take long for her to become immensely popular.

Thinking this, Yan Yuan arrived at Bai Chenxi’s floor as the elevator stopped.

He got off first, and Yan Yuan followed him, surveying the layout around.

No wonder he was wealthy; even the elevator entrance was adorned with paintings by famous artists, and the marble doorway looked imposing.

Bai Chenxi took out the keys and opened the door.

After he went in, Yan Yuan followed.

"Change your shoes!" Finally, after Yan Yuan entered the room, the man said his first sentence.

Yan Yuan glanced at the shoe rack; it was filled with oversized men’s slippers, none in her size.

Since Bai Chenxi insisted, she could only put on the gray slippers.

A pair of petite feet, a pair of oversized slippers.

She looked at the bright living room, the white walls, and the uniquely styled house and thought how nice it was to be rich.

Even the place to live was extremely luxurious.

Yan Yuan set her things down and quickly caught up with Bai Chenxi, asking, "Do I need to do anything?"

"Make a late-night snack!" Bai Chenxi said as he walked towards the room on the second floor.

Yan Yuan stood there, feeling lost in the wind.

When she was in the sky, she only knew how to freeload meals, and in the Mortal World, she had begged for food for twenty years.

Now that someone finally remembered her, she had just started making a living.

She didn’t even recognize all the tools in the kitchen.

Yan Yuan searched for a long time before she found the kitchen.

Fortunately, she still recognized a pot and a spatula.

She stood in front of the kitchen, spatula in hand, looking around.

Without ingredients, what was she supposed to cook?

Yan Yuan, dragging the oversized slippers, ran to Bai Chenxi’s door and loudly asked, "Hey, where’s the rice in your house? And there are no vegetables, what am I supposed to cook with?"

"Get them from the fridge!" Bai Chenxi’s voice came through the door.

Yan Yuan, dragging her slippers, rushed back to the kitchen to look for the fridge.

She turned the kitchen upside-down, looking in every possible place but couldn’t find the fridge.

When Bai Chenxi came out after his shower, ready to eat, he found the woman crouching on the floor, the spatula also on the floor, searching everywhere for the fridge.

Bai Chenxi rubbed his forehead as black lines crossed his face.

Yan Yuan looked up, sweating profusely, and laughed awkwardly, "I couldn’t find the fridge!"

Bai Chenxi pointed to the wall behind her.

Yan Yuan stood up and examined it for a long time before realizing that the tempered glass panel wall was actually a super-sized fridge.

A touch on the screen would open it automatically.

Yan Yuan looked at the fridge full of fresh ingredients, tears streaming down her face.

She had learned to make weapons with her father, even learned to build ships, but had never learned to study something like a fridge.

Now it was really embarrassing.

She was such a country bumpkin.

Wearing a bathrobe, Bai Chenxi saw that the meal wasn’t prepared, so he poured a glass of wine and went to the study.

A half-hour later, there was a deafening explosion from the kitchen.

Thinking there was an intruder, he quickly stood up from his desk, grabbed his weapon, and rushed out.

In the living room, he saw Yan Yuan come out of the kitchen, holding her blackened face, coughing as she walked.

Smoke was leisurely drifting out of the kitchen, and the heavy smell of oil smoke made one’s eyes water.

Bai Chenxi rubbed his forehead...

At this moment, he began to doubt whether bringing Yan Yuan back was a mistake.

Yan Yuan finally managed to stop her tears, she ran to Bai Chenxi and quickly apologized, "I’m sorry, I... I... I’m not very good at cooking!"

"Then what can you do?" Bai Chenxi asked.

With a face blackened by smoke, Yan Yuan thought for a moment, "I can..."

She racked her brains and realized she wasn’t skilled in any domestic chores.

Bai Chenxi opened the window, and only after a long while did the heavy smoke smell begin to fade from the living room.

He saw Yan Yuan standing there, unable to name a single skill she possessed.

"Your room is next to mine, take a shower first and then answer me!" Bai Chenxi said.

Yan Yuan nodded, wiped the sweat from her face, and turned to rush upstairs.

She had been busy all day, feeling grimy, and wanted to freshen up.

Once Yan Yuan left, Bai Chenxi looked at the mess in the kitchen and rubbed his forehead.

It seemed he had to cook himself.

Bai Chenxi took out marinated steak from the fridge, cleaned the pot, tidied the kitchen, and began to fend for himself.

Yan Yuan usually carried spare clothes in her bag, so after showering and changing into clean clothes, she felt much more comfortable.

Especially since this soft bed was more comfortable than Gan Lin’s place.

Thinking of Gan Lin, Yan Yuan sent him a message.

Assuring him not to worry, she was doing well at the company.

Currently, she was clinging to the boss’s leg.

Just the thought of Bai Chenxi sticking out his leg for her to cling to, she couldn’t resist!

Suddenly, Yan Yuan caught a whiff of delicious scent drifting into her room, making her mouth water.

Though she had eaten three bowls of noodles earlier, it had long since been digested.

After tidying her hair, she walked tentatively to the living room.

At the kitchen door, she stood there, sneaking a peek inside.

Under the light, the handsome man looked as elegant as an exiled immortal, cooking with grace.

The snow-white robe he wore was fluttered by the breeze through the window, his proud back had a unique charm, and the side of his face in the light was mesmerizing.

Yan Yuan was stunned.

Why did she see a kind of ethereal grace, only found in immortals, emanating from him?

She thought she was hallucinating or had gone crazy from homesickness, seeing something otherworldly in an ordinary person.

Bai Chenxi suddenly turned his head, his sharp gaze collided directly with Yan Yuan’s dazed eyes.

Yan Yuan quickly coughed and laughed, "Mr. Bai, you can cook?"

"A bit!" Bai Chenxi’s voice was very calm. It seemed that no matter what kind of question was asked, it couldn’t stir his desire to speak.

Yan Yuan stepped forward, smelling the aroma wafting from the beef, and swallowed hard.

Bai Chenxi had only cooked one portion, obviously not for her.

Yan Yuan pouted and turned to leave the kitchen, "If there’s nothing else, I’ll head back to my room. Call me if you need anything."

Bai Chenxi turned his head, looked at her graceful back, and felt forlorn.

Before she could leave the kitchen door, he said in an indifferent tone, "I’ll be staying here for a while, come learn a bit."

So, he wanted her to learn to cook here for him?

Isn’t that ridiculous!

Can she stop clinging to him then?

Bai Chenxi saw Yan Yuan unmoved, and continued, "If you listen, I’ll share half of the steak with you."

Yan Yuan, standing at the door, suddenly zipped to Bai Chenxi’s side.

She looked at the pan with glowing eyes, "How much longer until it’s ready?"

Apparently, he was not as appealing as the steak!

"Give me a plate!" Bai Chenxi said.

Yan Yuan quickly grabbed a plate and found forks and knives.

Bai Chenxi plated the steak and instructed Yan Yuan, "Get the wine from the wine cabinet."

Without a word, Yan Yuan rushed to the living room.

"In the fridge at the bar counter."

Yan Yuan ran over and saw a fridge as big as half a wall.

Opening it, she saw ranks of wine bottles.

Various types of wine, red, white, pink, blue...

No doubt, money made things better.

Yan Yuan unceremoniously took one bottle of each color, then found some glasses and sat at the dining table.

Bai Chenxi came out carrying the steak.

Smelling the fragrance, Yan Yuan felt a surge of excitement.

She sensed Bai Chenxi’s cooking seemed especially delicious, more tempting than what she’d had at restaurants outside.

Bai Chenxi sat upright, cutting the steak.

Yan Yuan watched him like a hungry little cat.