Chapter 80: Chapter 77: I’m Tall, Rich, and Handsome; Do I Still Need to Take the Initiative?

「The next day, at nine in the morning.」

Qi Sheng got up and leisurely took a shower.

He made a lavish breakfast before going to wake Tan Hua.

"Mmm... don’t."

When Tan Hua saw Qi Sheng’s handsome face—a face she both loved and hated—she tried to push away his virile body.

Last night, she had almost called the police.

God only knew what kind of miracle pill he’d taken on his walk, because he had nearly tormented her to death.

From dusk till dawn, the two of them hadn’t stopped.

His 85 Physique gave Qi Sheng the complete wherewithal to run wild.

Tan Hua alone was no match for him.

In the end, it was only because he took pity on his girlfriend that Tan Hua was finally able to get some rest.

Furthermore, his special attribute of 85 forced Tan Hua to go through another difficult adjustment.

For a brief moment, she had the sudden urge to kick Xu Ying out of her old apartment and go hide there for a few days.

"If you’re too tired, I’ll call work and get you the day off."

Qi Sheng didn’t really care about the little bit of money Tan Hua earned from her job.

The wages she’d lose from taking a day off were just a drop in the bucket to him.

"Don’t. If I don’t go in today, Xu Ying and the others will laugh me to death."

Tan Hua quickly stopped Qi Sheng, stretching out her pale arms and asking for a hug like a spoiled child.

"Babe, carry me to the bathroom. And no funny business this time."

You had to admit, when a girl from Sichuan and Chongqing was being gentle, she was lethally sweet.

When they were together, Tan Hua often called Qi Sheng "Babe" too.

It meant something like ’baby,’ a name you called someone you liked.

Qi Sheng had eaten his fill last night, so he was much more composed now.

After Tan Hua finished washing up, Qi Sheng stood before the mirror over the sink, drying her hair for her.

Tan Hua turned and wrapped her arms around Qi Sheng, enjoying the feel of his fingertips lifting her silky black hair.

One of a girl’s favorite things was having her boyfriend gently and meticulously dry her long hair for her.

Especially since Qi Sheng had been gone for the past few days. Tan Hua had been drying her own hair, making her miss him all the more.

She knew, of course, that Qi Sheng didn’t need the small salary she earned.

But that didn’t mean she could accept an allowance from her boyfriend with a clear conscience.

’How would that be any different from being a man’s kept woman?’

This was, in a way, her last shred of pride.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t even be able to respect herself.

Once her hair was dry, Qi Sheng lifted the covers off the several dishes on the dining table.

Twice-cooked pork, fish-fragrant shredded pork, Gong Bao chicken, and mapo tofu.

Every dish was perfect in color, aroma, and taste, and the plating was exquisite, carrying the flair of a high-end Chinese restaurant.

"Wow, it smells so good~~"

Tan Hua just sniffed.

Her already empty stomach let out an adorable growl.

"Hurry and try some while it’s hot. This is the product of my recent, intensive research."

Qi Sheng cooked a pitifully small number of times.

Only Tan Hua knew just how amazing his cooking was.

But now, his culinary skills had evolved again, reaching Expert Level.

Even the head chefs at many two-star Michelin restaurants were likely only at this level.

What’s more, the head chefs at such restaurants rarely did any cooking themselves.

What most customers tasted was the work of the sous-chef.

And a sous-chef’s skill was only about on par with Qi Sheng’s previous Master Level culinary arts.

After sitting down, Tan Hua eagerly picked up her chopsticks to sample each dish. Her taste buds were instantly stunned.

Any one of the dishes was more delicious than anything she had ever tasted.

If Qi Sheng were a professional chef, it would have made sense.

But this guy was clearly just fooling around, yet he possessed such outstanding culinary talent.

She recalled Qi Sheng saying he was fluent in eight languages, and now he had these stunning culinary skills. ’Good heavens,’ she thought. ’When God made my boyfriend, did he even bother closing a window?’

"Honey, your cooking is absolutely delicious!"

Tan Hua unhesitatingly gave her boyfriend a thumbs-up.

She was afraid that she wouldn’t get to eat food this delicious again in the future.

She knew Qi Sheng quite well, after all.

If she didn’t coax him a little, the guy wouldn’t lift a finger to cook.

"Is that so?"

Qi Sheng served rice for them both, and after sitting down, he tasted his own cooking and was equally stunned.

The twice-cooked pork was rich without being greasy, and the fish-fragrant shredded pork was delightfully sweet and sour. The Gong Bao chicken had a perfect balance of sweet, sour, and spicy, while the mapo tofu was soft and tender with a thrillingly numbing heat.

It was enough to satisfy the palate of any gourmand.

Expert Level culinary skill was truly extraordinary.

’Not bad at all.’

Qi Sheng deeply felt the joy of having a cheat code.

He had effortlessly acquired skills that other chefs could only hope to possess after a decade of painstaking struggle.

This kind of rush was even more intoxicating than playing ’cards’ with his girlfriend.

Considering Tan Hua was often too busy at work to eat, Qi Sheng packed some of each dish into a special bento for her.

She could take it straight to the shop when she left for work.

"Honey, you’re the best."

Before walking out the door, Tan Hua looked down at the pink lunchbox she was carrying. Her heart swelled with emotion, and she wrapped her arms around Qi Sheng’s neck for another kiss.

"If you run into any terrible customers, just tell them off. It’s not like we’re short on money. You’re only working to pass the time, so don’t wear yourself out."

Qi Sheng patted his girlfriend’s back.

His tone was casual, yet it conveyed the very sense of security women crave most.

"Hee hee, I know. You have to be good, too. No messing around while I’m gone."

Tan Hua smiled, planting another peck on Qi Sheng’s cheek and adding an uneasy warning.

"I just got back, where would I go to fool around?"

Qi Sheng didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. "I’m going down to the gym in a bit, and I have some things to take care of this afternoon, so I probably won’t be able to pick you up tonight."

"I know, I know. We live right next door, so I can get back on my own."

Tan Hua glanced at her watch and suddenly let out a cry of alarm.

"I’m running late! I have to go."