"Really," Long Chenjue confirmed again. "I said that person was just trying to threaten me. He only captured you to make me appear. Other than that, he had no other intentions towards you."
Jian Xiaomo could not help but let out a sigh of relief. However, she immediately said nervously, "Long Chenjue, what did that person want to threaten you about?"
"Nothing much. Some business matters." Long Chenjue instantly hugged Jian Xiaomo in his arms and buried his head in Jian Xiaomo's hair. He said in a hoarse and low voice, "Jian Xiaomo, I'm sorry."
Jian Xiaomo was stunned.
Long Chenjue said in a hoarse voice again, "This kind of thing won't happen again in the future."
Jian Xiaomo listened in astonishment. She always felt that something was wrong with Long Chenjue.
But gradually, her eyelids became heavier and heavier. Today had consumed too much of her physical strength. Gradually, she fell asleep in Long Chenjue's arms.
It was already the second day after she woke up. Jian Xiaomo opened her eyes and saw that Long Chenjue was no longer by her bedside. She immediately rubbed her eyes and got out of bed. She was already used to this man getting up early every day to exercise.
She washed up, changed her clothes, and walked downstairs. Out of habit, she walked towards the dining room. It was already breakfast time, but before she could walk in, a servant quickly walked over. She smiled and said, "Miss Jian, breakfast still needs to wait for a while."
Jian Xiaomo looked at the servant in surprise. In the past, it was already time for breakfast, but why was it so late today? Moreover, her stomach was growling so she immediately walked towards the kitchen. She wanted to see if she could find some food.
Before she reached the kitchen, she saw the chefs lined up in a row and stood there respectfully.
Jian Xiaomo was a little confused. Why were the chefs standing there instead of cooking?
She couldn't help but look at the kitchen. She was immediately stunned.
She looked at the scene in the kitchen in disbelief and covered her mouth with her hand.
Jian Xiaomo recognized that it was Long Chenjue who was busy in the kitchen. Long Chenjue was dressed like a chef. He wore a white chef's uniform and a tall chef's hat. He looked very funny and was busy on the countertop.
Ba Luo, a butler, was there to help.
The master and the servant were so busy that they were in a mess.
With the sound of Long Chenjue clumsily cutting things, Ba Luo anxiously shouted, "Young Master, Young Master, this prawn meat is cut too big. I don't think it can fit inside."
Dong, dong, dong! Long Chenjue still ignored him. He was still busy cutting things.
Ba Luo stopped him again and said, "Young Master, this is vinegar. Yes, vinegar. Usually, there is no vinegar in the fillings of dumplings."
"Shut up." Long Chenjue was finally willing to speak. "Jian Xiaomo usually likes to be jealous."
Ba Luo could only watch as Long Chenjue poured vinegar into it. Suddenly, he exclaimed again, "Young Master, how could you pour a bottle of vinegar into it?"
He reached out his hand too late.
In the next moment, he exclaimed again, "Young Master, this is salt. Too much salt will kill you. Young Master, how could you pour a bag of salt into it?"
Ba Luo was already a little powerless to complain.
Dong, dong, dong! Still cutting the vegetables indifferently.
"Young Master, Young Master, this dish is too long. It's inconvenient to eat." Ba Luo did it again.
He still ignored him and continued to cook by himself.
With a bang, Ba Luo's heart almost stopped in fear.