Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!-Chapter 945: The Whole Kitchen Is Filled with Smoke and Fumes
"We’ll see when the time comes! There’s still a few days left." As she spoke, she yawned, rolled over with her phone in hand, buried her head under the covers, and closed her eyes, looking sleepy.
"Xinluo, you can’t just sleep all day long, you need to get up and move around. You used to say Shanshan never moved, now you’re doing the same." Qin Yin joked with a laugh.
"You already know..." She hadn’t even had a chance to tell her about the pregnancy; even Shanshan didn’t know yet.
"Yes, Mo Han told me. You’re eating for two now, is shopping okay for you? Don’t walk halfway and then stop."
"It’s fine, I can manage."
She yawned again, and seeing how sleepy she was, Qin Yin didn’t disturb her further. After a few more words, she hung up the phone.
Placing the phone on the bedside table, she turned over and continued to sleep.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen downstairs.
Beichen Rui stood in front of the countertop, holding a thick cooking book. According to its instructions, he put all the ingredients into the pot, then stepped aside, set his phone down, and picked up a tomato and a knife.
He stared at the tomato for ages, as if it were his greatest enemy, without making a move.
"Tong Ma."
Hearing the commotion, Tong Ma quickly walked into the kitchen. "Young Master, what can I do for you?"
She had been standing by the doorway, not leaving since Beichen Rui entered the kitchen, worried something might go wrong inside.
She thought he was just whimsically trying to cook something, not expecting him to actually start cooking after pondering for so long.
"How do you cut this?"
For someone as proud as him to ask how to do something, it was quite challenging. If he didn’t really need the help, he’d never ask.
Tong Ma stood stunned for a moment, only snapping out of it when Beichen Rui’s gaze fell on her. She quickly stepped forward, grabbed another cutting board, took a tomato and knife, and began demonstrating.
Beichen Rui stood by, watching intently, and only started cutting after a moment.
The tomatoes cut by Tong Ma were neat and even. In contrast, Beichen Rui’s cuts were all over the place, different sizes and odd shapes.
His brow twitched, and he dumped them all into the trash before grabbing another tomato to try again. That’s when he noticed Tong Ma staring at him intently.
He paused, face serious, and said, "You can go now. I don’t need your teaching, I’ll figure it out myself."
Tong Ma nodded blankly, giving him a couple of worried glances before leaving the kitchen.
More than ten minutes later
Jingxi sat on the living room sofa, holding a phone while watching TV, occasionally glancing towards the kitchen.
A loud "bang" echoed through the house, causing the little one to shiver and drop the phone onto the sofa.
Without thinking, he jumped off the sofa and ran towards the kitchen in his slippers, "thud thud thud."
Using his small stature to his advantage, he squeezed through the housekeepers.
What he saw left him stunned.
One wall was completely blackened, smoke from the range hood was billowing, and the whole kitchen was a mess.
And Beichen Rui stood there, holding a tomato in one hand and a knife in the other, staring at the scene. As expected, his face was filled with surprise, just like the little one imagined.
