Chapter 1775: Chapter 1775

Also chopped scallions and cilantro!

Lin Yuan swayed and almost fell to the ground. No wonder she thought those scallions and cilantro were chopped unevenly. It turns out the culprit was this guy.

She found it strange. Xia Zheng often swings knives and swords; not being able to roll noodles or stir-fry chicken shreds is understandable. But how could he not even chop vegetables properly?

Luckily, Cheng Haoxuan wasn’t present, or else, with his measuring tape, Xia Zheng’s face would have been gone!

However, it was Xia Zheng’s first attempt at cooking. As his beloved, clever Lin Yuan naturally couldn’t dampen his spirits.

With a twinkle in her eye, Lin Yuan lifted her small face, eyes full of love and affection.

"Speaking of which, your noodles... weren’t particularly successful."

Seeing the dimming spark in Xia Zheng’s eyes, Lin Yuan quickly added with a smile, "But, inside this bowl, it’s not just noodles and chicken shreds. What I really savored was this."

Xia Zheng was puzzled, suddenly feeling Lin Yuan’s little hand climb onto his chest, pressing against his pounding heart.

Following her hand, even through several layers of clothes, he could feel the warmth emanating from Lin Yuan’s palm.

The heat seemed increasingly intense, increasingly passionate!

"Here, your intention, and your care."

Lin Yuan’s voice was as soft as a drifting feather, her eyes more fervent than the roaring fireplace in the room.

Xia Zheng’s heart trembled, his warm hand instinctively covering the little one pressing his heart, his face flushed.

This time, the blush wasn’t from embarrassment, but from a tidal wave of love, an enduring, lifelong affection.

"Thank you, Yuanyuan."

A simple sentence, yet it conveyed all of Xia Zheng’s feelings.

In fact, the desire to cook for Lin Yuan wasn’t a recent thought. It’s been on his mind for quite some time, but he hadn’t found the chance.

More importantly, he had never cooked before. Even though he’d seen Lin Yuan cook, when it came to him actually doing it, he realized how not simple it was.

"You fool, it should be me thanking you for everything you’ve done for me."

Lin Yuan’s voice was soft and gentle, tickling Xia Zheng’s heart.

The flame in his heart, nearly extinguished, reignited, full of excitement once more: "If you want to thank me, just stay with me every day, no running away!"

Lin Yuan playfully leaned into his arms: "Alright, but you have to cook for me every day!"

"Absolutely! From now on, meals at home won’t need you to lift a finger. Your husband will cook them all! Soon, I’ll go to Dong Tian to learn culinary skills from Gao Xuan, determined to return proficient, to cook solely for my Madam!"

Lin Yuan smiled slyly, a flash of mischief in her eyes.

Xia Zheng chuckled, tightly hugging the person in his arms. He almost forgot they were in the Lin Mansion’s living room, where it was not just them but also Lin Jiaxin, Lady Liu, and others present.

But what does that matter?

After all, they were already engaged, and in less than half a year, they’d be married. A little hug was no big deal.

Lin Jiaxin focused on busying himself with the inkstone, while Lady Liu softly cooed at the small Yong Yan in her arms. Though they caught sight of the scene in the corner of their eyes, they merely smiled slightly without comment.

Seeing her daughter and son-in-law loving each other, as a mother, made her happy. Anyway, they were at home, with no outsiders around, so any gossip can buzz off!

In contrast to their nonchalance, others were somewhat envious.

Xiao Linzi jealously glanced over, feeling stifled inside. He also wished to hold Lin Wei in his arms and lavish her with love, but alas, they’re still too young to be engaged!

Holding the now-sleeping Xiao Linshuang, Liu Limin’s eyes reflected a deep envy.

She suddenly recalled the small note she’d found on her vanity before the New Year’s dinner. Follow current novels on NoveI-Fire.ɴet

The handwriting was too familiar; even at a single glance, she could tell it was from Xia Hen.

He promised to take her to the highest spot in town at midnight to watch fireworks, but...

Liu Limin glanced at the time outside. In just over ten minutes, it would be midnight. What excuse should she use to leave the living room?