Madame is Pretending to be an Academic Slacker Again!

”Why are you here?”

Si Moyu, remembering how the roses he sent the first time were overshadowed by Nalan Ye Jue’s gift of rose essential oil and a plane cruise, and how his second attempt with a plane scattering roses was interrupted by Nalan Ye Jue stealing a kiss from Qin Xin, felt annoyed just seeing this man.

Nalan Ye Jue calm and composed: ”That’s what I should be asking you. What are you doing here?”

Si Moyu confidently: ”I’m Hu Yi’s guardian, it’s perfectly reasonable for me to be here to see him!”

Nalan Ye Jue with composure: ”Guardian, huh? Hu Yi’s life was saved by me, and as his guardian, you think it’s appropriate to shout at his benefactor?”

Si Moyu: ”...”

Silent for a few seconds, suddenly realizing something amiss: ”What do you mean ’saved by you’? It was clearly Qin Xin who saved him.”

Nalan Ye Jue corrected him: ”Xin and I saved him together. It was a Nalan Group vehicle that brought him here, you can check at the door.”

Si Moyu: ”...”

Damn it, have I inadvertently owed this scheming wolf a favor?

Round one, Si Moyu loses.

Dejectedly sitting on the bench outside the operating room, Si Moyu kept his distance from Nalan Ye Jue across from him, yet still warily glanced at each other.

The surgery time ticked away, and soon night fell, but Qin Xin had not come out yet.

Nalan Ye Jue instructed his subordinate: ”Go to Xinghe Bay, bring a pot of stew and a serving of shrimp dumplings. Pack it in a thermal container so it doesn’t get cold.”

Si Moyu sneered coldly: ”Hm, you still have the mind to eat at a time like this.”

After a while, he realized something was off; could it be that Nalan Ye Jue was trying to seize the chance to curry favor with Qin Xin by delivering food to her?

He immediately made a call: ”Order a steak and seafood set from Xinghua Building, yes, pack one of each for me! What kind of wine? What do women generally like? Hmm, get two bottles of yuzu plum wine.”

Then, mimicking Nalan Ye Jue: ”Pack it in a thermal container so it doesn’t get cold.”

Compared to Nalan Ye Jue’s simple pot of soup and few dumplings, his grand feast paired with selected wine should surely win her favor.

Half an hour later.

The food orders from the two men arrived one after another.

The staff’s lips twitched as they saw Si Moyu’s person pushing a small cart, while Nalan Ye Jue’s secretary carried a delicate box, unsure for a moment whom to approach first: ”Please wait a moment, I’ll check with Miss Qin before responding.”

Si Moyu sneered: ”Do we need to check? She’ll definitely choose mine! My set has everything, all made by five-star chefs.”

Nalan Ye Jue glanced at him lightly and instructed the staff: ”Tell Xin, the soup was personally stewed by me this morning and kept warm in a clay pot.”

A minute later.

The staff came out to relay: ”Miss Qin said she doesn’t eat while working.”

Both men’s expressions froze.

The next second, the staff couldn’t help but chuckle and said to Nalan Ye Jue, ”However, Miss Qin said to bring her some of the soup to drink.”

Nalan Ye Jue’s face returned to its calm demeanor, displaying a victorious yet understated stance: ”Alright.”

Si Moyu: ”...”

Damn, scheming wolf!

How could that soup possibly have been made by you? What man knows how to cook?

Liar!

Round two, Si Moyu loses.

He promptly ordered his subordinate to download the ”Cooking” app, determined to study culinary skills.

Another two hours passed.

In the anxious wait of Nalan Ye Jue and Si Moyu, the door of the operating room finally opened.

Qin Xin emerged, wearing sterile clothing and a mask, slowly stepping out from the operating room.

The two men approached almost simultaneously:

”How did it go?”

”Xin, are you tired?”