Qiao Chengfan also has some memories of his childhood. He remembers that when he was about three years old, Old Qiao took him alone in London. He usually didn't trust the servants to feed him, and sometimes he would feed him himself.

.

He remembered that Lao Qiao also fed him dumplings.

He was quite naughty at that time and would sometimes spill dumpling soup on him, but he only gave him a few words of scolding and never hit him.

Actually speaking, Lao Qiao was pretty good to him.

Thinking about it this way, it's not easy for Lao Qiao. It's not easy for a single old man to live those years alone.

"What are you thinking about?" Josnian frowned and stared at him.

"..."

Josnian looked at him a few more times, feeling distressed as to why I gave birth to a stupid son.

"I'm full." Qiao Chengfan was very satisfied.

"Wash the dishes." Josnian also finished eating.

Qiao Chengfan:???

"Go quickly." Josnian ordered.

"You don't need me to wash it." Qiao Chengfan reminded in a low voice that there were servants at home.

"Wash as you are told. Don't want to be a young master just because you don't do anything all day long."

"No, when we went to summer camp, we did everything by ourselves." Qiao Chengfan was unconvinced.

"You can do it at summer camp, but you can't do it at home? Go wash the dishes!"

Qiao Chengfan was unwilling to do so. If he had known he would not eat it...

So dictatorial.

Josnian went upstairs with satisfaction. It was late at night, Ye Jiaqi had fallen asleep, and outside the curtains was the endless night sky.

…

The financial summit that lasted for more than ten days finally came to an end.

Ye Jiaqi was extremely tired, but Josnian had a few days of leisure.

He learned to cook more dishes, and also learned to cook bird's nests and nutritious soups, and served Ye Jiaqi until he became fat.

He also found some maintenance tips from Aunt Mei. As a result of his efforts, Ye Jiaqi gained a lot of weight, looked better, and his hands and feet were not so cold in winter.

Finally having some free time, Ye Jiaqi took a nap, and when he got up, he read a magazine and drank tea on the balcony.

Josnian was sitting opposite her, studying some Southeast Asian recipes. He looked more serious than working, just because she casually said yesterday, "I miss the food in Southeast Asian restaurants."

Obviously he could go out to eat, but Josnian decided to do it himself.

The ingredients outside are not as fresh as those at home, and the taste is not as good as your own.

The two sat facing each other, with the sun shining in. Josnian was wearing a gray and white sweater, looking a little more gentle and homely than usual.

Seeing that he was looking at it seriously, Ye Jiaqi deliberately walked over quietly, threw himself into his arms and watched with him.

"Griddle pot curry seafood master?" Ye Jiaqi muttered softly and pointed at the picture.

"Um."

"Have you learned it? You've been watching it for a long time."

"..."

"Little fool."

Josnian:???

Josnian lowered his head and bit her earlobe: "Who are you talking about? Little thing."

"I'm talking about you, little idiot." Ye Jiaqi said angrily and smiled.

Josnian freed up a hand to scratch her squeaky nest and said, "Little thing, you are getting more capable."

"Stop talking, stop talking, husband, I won't talk anymore." Ye Jiaqi was begged for mercy by him.

Only then did Josnian stop.

Ye Jiaqi nestled in his arms and watched for a while. Sometimes he would peel an orange and eat it with him, but she couldn't learn how to do it anyway.
Chapter completed!