The Crippled Boss Loves Me

690 Hangover Soup

Qiao Xi used all her courage to raise the tray. She then said in a trembling voice, “If Mrs. Ji doesn’t have time to drink it, please have this, Mr. Ji.” She could almost smell the wine on Ji Yan’s body. Her face blushed red in split seconds. Then, she instantly turned pale. Even though she was nervous and scared, Qiao Xi held the tray firmly.

Ji Yan glanced at Qiao Xi coldly and raised his eyebrow. He asked, “For me?”

“I cooked a lot of them.” Qiao Xi lowered her head even more, not daring to look at Ji Yan. “I’ll give it to Mrs. Ji later.” She was almost breathless. Feeling uneasy, she held the hangover soup in the tray. She did not run away. It seemed that she had improved.

Ji Yan didn’t say anything. Qiao Xi held her breath and stared at the tips of Ji Yan’s expensive handmade leather shoes. She didn’t even dare to blink. She wondered why she was so nervous. She was afraid of being rejected, but she was also afraid that he would accept it. Would he mind about the taste of the soup? Was it bad? She was having a hard time. Qiao Xi felt that Ji Yan had been silent for a century.

In fact, Ji Yan was only silent for a moment. Then, he picked up the soup and drank it all. “Many thanks.”

Qiao Xi felt as if fireworks exploded in her mind. Did Ji Yan just thank her? Even her useless father and Wang Wentao had never expressed their gratitude to her, not even once. Ji Yan was as noble as a God. Did he just thank her? Qiao Xi trembled even more. Her eyes went teary, but they were shockingly bright.

“You’re welcome. It’s good that you like it.” Qiao Xi had never spoken so fluently before. After she spoke, she suddenly realized that her voice was shockingly loud as if she was shouting a slogan. She shut her mouth instantly and pursed her lips tightly. She was afraid that people would see through her shameful thoughts.

Ji Yan did not know what Qiao Xi was thinking. He only noticed her sudden change of emotions from being happy to sad. One second, she was smiling. The next second, she looked like she was about to cry. He did not have much experience with girls. Also, he did not really want to know what she was thinking.

“You don’t have to do this next time.” Ji Yan said coldly, “We have maids at home. My wife treats you as her friend, so you’re our guest. You’ve worked hard today.” After finishing his sentence, he nodded and left. He behaved nicely and was full of courtesy. This was all because of Shen Hanxing.

Qiao Xi looked at Ji Yan’s back in a daze and covered her chest with one hand. She felt her heart beating so hard as if it was about to jump out of her throat. Ji Yan told her that she had worked hard. Ji Yan was a high and mighty God. Why would he care about her? How could she be worthy? But she was really happy. She felt as if flowers had bloomed in her heart and made it flutter. She couldn’t and didn’t want to suppress it. She had never experienced such indescribable happiness before. Her heart was beating so fast that she almost jolted out of joy as she walked down the stairs.

Shen Hanxing showed her that there was another way for women to live in this world. Ji Yan, on the other hand, showed her that not every man in this world was terrible and scary. Some men were as wonderful as a dream. When Qiao Xi went downstairs to make the soup, she was filled with joy and didn’t feel tired at all.

In fact, she lied. She had only made a bowl of hangover soup. How could a poor family have extra ingredients to waste? Every time she cooked, she would prepare the soup based on the number of people to serve. She would get beaten up if she wasted even a little. She never dreamed that Ji Yan would drink the soup she made. She would have hummed a song and walked around the kitchen, but she didn’t want to wake the others. Fortunately, the steps to make the soup were simple and she was quick. By the time Shen Hanxing dried her hair, Qiao Xi had already made a new bowl of soup and served it to her.

“You’ve worked hard.” Shen Hanxing’s eyes were smiling as she took the tray from Qiao Xi. “You don’t have to do this in the future. I didn’t drink much. You should take some rest.”

Qiao Xi’s face was slightly red, and the smile on her face had never stopped. She shook her head while twirling her fingers. “Actually, it’s very easy to make this. You’ll sleep more comfortably after drinking this. Actually, I’m very happy to make this.”