Shao Yinan knew she was shy, so he reached out his index finger and hooked a wisp of Wen Yin's hair that had fallen on her shoulder.
"Ayin, after all this time, you're still so easily shy."
The man's slightly deep voice rang out above her head, with a faint hint of amusement.
There was a touch of temptation hidden in that voice, which made Wen Yin's ears turn red involuntarily.
Wen Yin buried her head deeper in his chest and silently complained.
"Do you think everyone is as thick - skinned as you..."
Her voice was very soft, but he still heard it in the silent room.
Shao Yinan raised his eyebrows imperceptibly, reached out and pinched Wen Yin's chin, making her look up and meet his eyes.
"Ayin says I'm thick - skinned?"
Wen Yin keenly noticed that the dangerous look in Shao Yinan's eyes became more and more obvious after she said this.
She only heard him say,
"Since Ayin has said so, wouldn't it be a disservice to your words if I don't act a bit thick - skinned?"
Before Wen Yin could say anything else, he picked her up horizontally and carried her into the room.
It was a good night's sleep.
Early the next morning, during breakfast, Shao Yinan asked a question that had been on his mind for a long time.
"You seem to go to Li Xiangwei's hotel every day recently. What's going on?"
Wen Yin used to hang out with Li Xiangwei, but not as frequently as now.
Shao Yinan had observed carefully. During this period, Wen Yin almost went to the Li family's hotel every day.
"Ah... There's a difficult customer in their store. I'm going there to help Xiangwei."
Hearing her say this, Shao Yinan nodded. Just as he was about to ask further, he didn't expect Wen Yin to finish the glass of milk in one gulp and then stand up.
"Stop talking. Remember to put the bowls in the dishwasher. I have to go."
After Wen Yin's care during this period, Grandpa's complexion had visibly improved.
At least Grandpa no longer had to rely on the glucose in the drip to sustain himself.
Wen Yin planned to make shredded chicken cold noodles today.
Based on her observations during this period, Grandpa seemed to like sour food quite a bit.
During this time, Wen Yin had been coming up with different ways to make appetizing dishes or noodles for him.
Wen Yin saw that the water was boiling and skillfully put the chicken breast into it.
Then she added scallions, ginger, garlic, cooking wine and a series of things to remove the fishy smell. After more than ten minutes, Wen Yin fished out the chicken breast at a precise time.
The chicken breast was cooked to the tenderest state at this moment.
So Wen Yin put it into cold water, which not only retained the tenderness of the chicken breast but also made it very chewy.
Wen Yin put on disposable gloves and shredded the chicken breast into evenly sized long strips as shredded chicken.
While cooking the chicken breast, she also cooked the noodles. Now the noodles were in cold water.
After fishing out the noodles, Wen Yin put various seasonings, scallions, minced garlic, and a little bit of millet pepper for freshness in the bowl.
When the hot oil was poured on, the aroma of the spices was fully stimulated.
Then she took this opportunity to stir them evenly, put the cold noodles into the seasonings, stirred them well, and then added the shredded chicken she had torn.
Wen Yin drizzled a circle of vinegar on the outside and then stirred it thoroughly.
After mixing evenly, she added some shredded cucumbers as a garnish. Thus, a bowl of shredded chicken cold noodles was completed.
Chef Li, who was standing beside, was amazed.
"You can control the cooking time of the chicken breast so well."
He said this while smiling.
"It seems I wasn't wrong about you before."
Wen Yin couldn't help smiling after hearing his words.
"Compared with you, I still have a long way to go. It's always good to learn more."
Wen Yin handed the noodles beside her to the waiter beside her, indicating for him to take them to Grandpa.
She then took the meal that Chef Li had prepared for her early on and went to the private room as well.
Just smelling the aroma of the shredded chicken cold noodles, Grandpa Shao's appetite was greatly whetted. There was no stinginess in his eyes when he praised.
"Miss Wen, how can your noodles smell so good?"
Wen Yin blushed shyly at Grandpa's praise.
"If you think it smells good, eat it quickly. Otherwise, if the noodles get mushy, they'll lose their original taste."
Grandpa Shao picked up his chopsticks and took the first bite. He was stunned.
The noodles were smooth, tender, and chewy in the mouth, yet still had some bite.
He could tell at once that these were definitely not the noodles bought outside.
I'm afraid this time they were also made from the noodles that Wen Yin had rolled by herself.
The vinegar could further stimulate one's taste buds, so Grandpa Shao's appetite was greatly whetted. In a short while, the bowl of noodles was empty.
Grandpa Shao even seemed a bit reluctant for it to end, but he didn't show it openly. He just picked up the appetizing pickled vegetables beside him.
"Miss Wen, your cooking skills are getting better and better!"
During the time when Wen Yin had been cooking for him, she had heard this kind of praise countless times, but every time she heard it, she would blush shyly and smile.
"For me, it's the best that my cooking skills can help you."
Hearing Wen Yin say this, Grandpa Shao couldn't help being stunned.
Then the smile on his lips took on a touch of kindness.
Such a smart and filial child had been picked up by that brat Shao Yinan.
He really had found a treasure!
When Wen Yin got home at the usual time, she found Shao Yinan sitting on the sofa looking at a document on his computer.
Hearing her approach, Shao Yinan put the computer aside and pulled her into his arms.
"Shredded chicken cold noodles?"
Shao Yinan nuzzled her neck like a big dog and then said this.
"Your client has quite a picky taste."
When the two of them were at home, most of the time it was Wen Yin who cooked, so he had tasted her amazing cooking skills.
"But Ayin's cooking skills have been tasted by a third person..."
When Shao Yinan said this, there was a strong hint of jealousy in his tone.
The unspoken words revealed his envy.
Hearing his tone, Wen Yin couldn't help smiling and rubbing his soft hair.
"Here you go again."
"My client is an old grandpa. What are you jealous of?"
After Wen Yin said this, Shao Yinan couldn't help tilting his head.
Her client was an old grandpa?
Suspicions grew in Shao Yinan's mind, but he knew that if Grandpa really wanted to hide something from him, he might even keep Wen Yin in the dark.
If he had confessed his identity to Wen Yin before, Wen Yin would surely have told him when she got home.
But until now Wen Yin hadn't said anything, so it was possible that the old man had also hidden his identity from her.
Thinking of this, Shao Yinan felt a bit indignant.
No wonder the last time he went home, Grandpa had been evasive and always changed the topic.
So that's what he had been up to? He probably thought it would be a surprise!
The topic was quickly forgotten by Shao Yinan.
A muffled voice came from his head resting on Wen Yin's shoulder.
"Ayin, shall we get married?"