The Rise of Rich Family's Daughter

1Zhuang Xiao Mei's appearance did not affect Li Xi's mood and state of mind. On the contrary, she made Li Xi look even brighter, as if her purpose today was just to serve as a foil.    

    

Li Xi did not place too much of her attention on Zhuang Xiao Mei and knew that Shu Li was not an easy person to deal with. Preparing tea and desserts would be enough to watch them tear apart. Whoever was defeated would be her harvest. She could help to clean up the mess.    

    

When they drove back to the apartment, Li Xi went to the bookstore and very seriously picked a cooking book. After studying it for a while, she first went to the supermarket and compared the request to buy some ingredients. Finally, she bought some ingredients. Because he was worried about his standards, he also bought some semi-finished products. If he used the microwave, at least he wouldn't be hungry.    

    

The tacit understanding between people was sometimes so unbelievable. After Pei Jun Ting sent Li Xi away in the morning, he called the housekeeping company. He asked them to help harvest the ingredients and then studied the cooking process over and over on the computer. In the end, he directly put the iPad in the kitchen. It should not be much worse than a calabash ladle.    

    

When Li Xi returned home, she saw a man struggling in the kitchen. The white apron was dotted with oil stains, and a pair of beautiful hands were hanging unnaturally in the air. She felt like she was disgusted by him, but the lines on her cheeks were much gentler. But no matter how you looked at it, it was a bit stiff.    

    

"I've decided. Let's go out and eat." Seeing Li Xi grinning from ear to ear, the man dejectedly took off his apron.    

    

"What did you make?" Li Xi looked around curiously.    

    

"Nothing." Pei Jun Ting angrily put Li Xi on his shoulder, determined not to give a woman a chance to laugh at him.    

    

Hehe.    

    

Li Xi was tickled by the man and could not help but laugh out loud. There was an indescribable sweetness in her heart.    

    

"I'm going to change my clothes. You don't have to care about the kitchen. I'll call the housekeeping company. They will come and clean up." Pei Jun Ting carried Li Xi into the bedroom. What he wanted to do the most now was to wash himself properly. He really couldn't stand the greasy feeling in the kitchen.    

    

Before Li Xi could react, Pei Jun Ting had already grabbed his clothes and walked into the bathroom. He really didn't know what kind of tendon he had to suck to think of going into the kitchen. It was really terrible.    

    

It was indeed a bit fatal. It was not so easy to make the potato strips evenly slender. He cut a whole bag of potatoes and did not get what he wanted. In the end, he threw all of them into the trash can. There was also a fish in the trash bin. It was obviously abandoned.    

    

Looking at the mess in the kitchen, Li Xi's nose was a little sore and her eyes were slightly red. He actually went into the kitchen for her. He was really touched.    

    

Her heart suddenly surged with the desire to be a good wife and good mother. She prepared three nutritious and delicious meals for her husband and child. She watched as they busied themselves in their careers and studies and carefully arranged activities for every family day. That kind of happy happiness was the most perfect!    

    

Laughing self-deprecatingly, he didn't even know when he became such a dream loving little woman. Every time she was by this man's side, she would lazily forget some of the pain. Even she somewhat despised her own integrity.    

    

After simply tidying up the mess in the kitchen, Li Xi carried the ingredients she had bought at the door into the kitchen. Her ingredients were very simple: eggs, tomatoes, tofu, and some minced meat. Sweet and sour pork ribs and braised beef were all half-finished products. She could directly heat them up in the microwave.    

    

It was her first time entering the kitchen to make gestures. She still felt that it would be easier to operate the simpler ones. She would not consider those that required too much knife skills.    

    

From this point of view, Li Xi felt that she was much smarter than Pei Jun Ting. Just thinking about it made her feel that she had to surrender. She really admired the man's determination.    

    

After changing into a house uniform from the bedroom, Li Xi started to get busy in the kitchen. She suddenly realized that she was not as flustered as she had imagined. It was as if she still had some impression in her mind. It seemed that Li Xi was not someone who did not know how to do housework. She also had to strive hard to live up to her expectations.    

    

He cut the tofu into small cubes and threw it into the water to boil. He cut the tomatoes into small pieces and shattered the eggs in the bowl. The things on Weibo had already been heated up and the preparations in front of him seemed to be very smooth.    

    

However, when he threw the vegetables into the frying pan, Li Xi was still nervous. She was so flustered that she almost dropped the spatula on the ground. At that moment, she really felt like she was fighting a war.    

    

Pei Jun Ting came out of the bathroom and heard the commotion outside. When he packed up and walked out, he saw that the little woman was already stir-frying. She held the lid of the frying pan like a shield and even looked very careful. At first glance, he could tell that she was a novice who did not have much skill, but the sound of stabbing and pulling still made Pei Jun Ting feel a little anticipation in his heart.    

    

Leaning against the door frame of the kitchen, Pei Jun Ting's eyes did not hold back as he looked at Li Xi. The pink short skirt was casually rolled up in a bun at the back of her head. Her hair was floating beside her cheeks and she had a serious little face. He had never thought that a woman who was busy in the kitchen would be so beautiful. He could not remember when his mother would go to the kitchen for the last time.    

    

Ah - -    

    

Li Xi's exclamation made Pei Jun Ting's face change. He rushed over with a few big steps.    

    

"It's nothing. I just got scalded by the pot." Li Xi was shocked by the man who suddenly appeared. She bared her teeth and explained.    

    

Pei Jun Ting did not say anything. He turned off the fire on the stove and pulled Li Xi to the side of the pool. The cool water was much more comfortable when it was hot.    

    

"Why are you so careless?" Pei Jun Ting could not figure out whether he was blaming her or feeling sorry for her.    

    

"This is the first time she went into the kitchen. It is already good enough that she did not cut her own hand." Li Xi pouted with a face full of dissatisfaction.    

    

"You still want to cut your hands?" Pei Jun Ting's face darkened. "You are not allowed to enter the kitchen again."    

    

"It is just an analogy." Li Xi carefully opened her mouth, afraid that she would be locked up by the man in a while.    

    

"Let's go and apply some ointment." Pei Jun Ting looked at Li Xi carefully and sighed deeply. He really shouldn't have let her go to the kitchen.    

    

"And burn ointment?" Li Xi was a little surprised.    

    

"He Qiang prepared it. He probably had problems in the kitchen too." Pei Jun Ting took out a tissue and wiped Li Xi's face. He then took out the medical kit at home.    

    

"I will do it myself." Li Xi saw that the man's face was not good. She did not dare to tire Young Master Pei out.    

    

"Don't move." Pei Jun Ting's face was serious as he stopped Li Xi. His pair of quiet eyes carefully stared at Li Xi's arm.    

    

Li Xi's injury was not serious. It was just a little red. Pei Jun Ting did not have any intention of blistering. He carefully smeared the ointment on the red spot. He even lightly blew on it. It was as if he was carefully maintaining some fragile treasure.    

    

Li Xi lightly pursed her lips and revealed a smile. The man's pretty hand holding the cotton swab even had an artistic taste to it.