Yu Wan'er: It smells so good

"So delicious—"

Yu Wan'er was fed to the brim by Jiang Che, hand-fed to the brim.

"Jiang... Jiang Che, when did your cooking skills become so good?"

The little loli blinked her beautiful big eyes, filled with confusion.

"Hmph... Weren't you the one who said you wouldn't eat? Who was it that just said... you'd rather jump off a building and die than eat a single bite of my food?"

"Why are you saying it's so delicious now?"

"You—"

"It was you who forced me to eat it! I didn’t want to!"

The girl struggled a bit before hopping out of Jiang Che's arms, her little belly round and bulging, looking as if she were three months pregnant, giving off an inexplicable sense of guilt.

Though her words said otherwise, Yu Wan'er still lightly licked her pink lips, as if savoring the aftertaste.

[Hmph, stupid Jiang Che, hiding such good cooking skills... always keeping them to yourself, just bullying me, you big jerk!]

Jiang Che glanced at Yu Wan'er indifferently; he was now completely immune to her scolding.

"Was it good, Dong'er?"

Dong'er, who was called upon, slowly raised her head, blinking her eyes a couple of times. The little girl's mouth was smeared with oil, her cheeks stuffed full like a hamster hoarding food.

"Master, it was delicious!"

Jiang Che nodded with satisfaction. With these cooking skills... he could charm any girl in the future!

A hundred would come, and a hundred would fall for him!

Just then, the door opened.

"Ugh... what's that smell? It's so fragrant!"

Gu Lingfei, who had just gotten off work, was already hungry, and now she was even hungrier.

"Let me see what delicious thing you're eating!"

Gu Lingfei didn’t even have time to take off her high heels, rushing hurriedly toward Jiang Che.

"Ah—"

A cry of pain rang out. Gu Lingfei, without a doubt... had twisted her ankle!

Even with a twisted ankle, nothing could stop Gu Lingfei's craving for good food. Limping toward the dining table, she looked incredibly determined!

"Huh? Where did it all go?"

The woman's face turned pale, followed by the sound of her stomach growling loudly.

Though the food was all gone, there was still some soup left. She dipped a finger into the broth and then put it into her mouth.

"Mmm~~~"

"Xiao Che, who made this? Do we have such a chef at home? We must pay whatever it takes to keep them!"

"I made it."

"Huh??? You made it?" Gu Lingfei's face showed astonishment.

"Feifei, are you hungry? If you are, I can make you a bowl of fried rice."

"Oh... oh! Sure!" Gu Lingfei was still in a daze. In her memory... Xiao Che couldn’t cook, could he?

"Feifei, your ankle is twisted."

Gu Lingfei waved her hand dismissively, "It's fine."

But Jiang Che simply scooped her up and carried her to the couch.

Gu Lingfei's face turned red, but she didn’t struggle much.

Her legs were perfectly shaped, but her ankle was swollen, adding a touch of fragility to her otherwise flawless appearance.

Just then, "Gurgle—"

Gu Lingfei's face instantly flushed red, wishing she could find a hole to hide in out of embarrassment.

"Feifei, I'll make you a bowl of fried rice!"

Jiang Che gently set Gu Lingfei's ankle down.

Watching Jiang Che's retreating figure, Gu Lingfei's heart skipped a beat.

[This silly boy, A'Che, actually cares about me now?]

[Is he like this with other girls too?]

[Ugh, why am I even thinking this?]

Soon, a rich aroma wafted from the kitchen.

"That's the smell!" Gu Lingfei's eyes widened, and her mouth watered uncontrollably.

It was so fragrant, a smell that reminded her of her mother's fried rice from her childhood, a taste she could no longer experience.

Gu Lingfei began devouring the food, forgetting all about being a lady or a cold CEO!

One minute later.

"Burp—"

Gu Lingfei had finished an entire large bowl of fried rice in just one minute. For someone with such a small mouth, she had quite the appetite... impressive potential!

"Xiao Che... why didn’t you show off your cooking skills earlier?"

Gu Lingfei, now full, wore a satisfied expression.

"Feifei, you should take a look at your ankle first. It's swollen so badly."

Only after Jiang Che's reminder did Gu Lingfei notice... her twisted ankle was now red and swollen.

"But luckily... I know a bit about bone-setting."

With that, he reached out and took hold of one of Gu Lingfei's slender legs.

He wasn’t lying; as a martial artist, not knowing how to set bones would be laughable.

"Don’t... I'll go to the hospital tomorrow," Gu Lingfei protested, her eyes wide.

Her feet were super ticklish!

"Feifei, bone-setting doesn’t hurt."

"You don’t want to miss work tomorrow because of the pain, do you?"

Gu Lingfei: "..."

...

The next day.

Jiang Che received a message from Leng Ningqiu.

"Master, our team has established a company specializing in investments and managing other subsidiaries... You are the behind-the-scenes chairman. Please give the company a name."

Jiang Che: "..."

He hated coming up with names.

His father Jiang Yuan's company was called Yuanche Group.

Gu Lingfei's company was called LingChe Group.

Now it was his turn to name a company. He couldn’t just call it Jiang Che Group, could he?

But this small problem couldn’t stump him!

"Ningqiu, the company will be called... Qiangsheng Group!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Oh, Master, there's one more thing! The 'Youth Elixir' formula you gave us has been successfully extracted!"

Jiang Che was slightly surprised, "Oh? That fast?"

"We prepared 180 batches of raw materials, but only managed to extract 10 successful batches. The raw materials cost nearly 2 million yuan..."

"Hmm, 200,000 yuan per bottle of Youth Elixir, practically a steal. Bring them over!"

Not long after, Leng Ningqiu arrived, carrying a delicate briefcase.

Inside, ten exquisite vials of the extract lay neatly.

Jiang Che glanced at them and knew they were perfect.

Then... his gaze fell on Yu Wan'er, who was playing with a cat, and a mischievous smile crept onto his face.

[Youth Elixir]

[Permanently freezes the user's appearance at the moment they take the elixir.]

For a loli-type girl like Yu Wan'er, drinking one bottle would ensure she’d never grow past 150 cm, forever destined to remain a loli.

Of course... Yu Wan'er didn’t have much room for growth to begin with.

Yu Wan'er, who was cuddling her cat, suddenly felt a chill down her spine, as if some great terror had set its sights on her!

"Wan'er, come here! I’ve got something good to show you!"

Yu Wan'er: "..."