Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire
Chapter 141: Ate Her Noodles

Chapter 141: Chapter 141: Ate Her Noodles

She wouldn’t go against her own stomach; she would live well and treat herself even better.

Tang Yuchen took off his coat and sat on the sofa, waiting for the food An Ruo was preparing.

Outside, lightning flashed and thunder rolled, and the storm raged, but he felt a warm atmosphere at home.

This place was his home, but he had only used it as a place to sleep.

Since An Ruo had moved in, he had felt that something was different.

It was as if the home had gained a bit of vitality, less silent and less suffocating.

Moreover, he found himself increasingly enjoying the return to his house. For instance, tonight, he was supposed to go open a room with Yun Feixue. While driving, he suddenly changed his mind and decided to come back instead.

Seeing the disappointment and dissatisfaction on Yun Feixue’s face, he had no desire to care. He just wanted to go home. He didn’t know what to do when he got back; he just wanted to be there.

It was as though something at home was tugging at his heart, and if he didn’t return, he would feel uncomfortable and uneasy.

Now that he was back, seeing An Ruo, and watching her cook for him in the kitchen, his mood was very comfortable, and he became lazily contented and filled with ease.

Tang Yuchen didn’t deny that he liked this feeling, nor did he deny that it was An Ruo who brought it to him.

So he decided that, so long as he wasn’t tired of her, he would not let her leave.

An Ruo only cooked two bowls of tomato and egg noodles, a large one and a small one.

She carried the bowls out on a plate and set them on the dining table. Tang Yuchen automatically went over and sat down, reaching for the larger bowl.

An Ruo suddenly slapped his hand away, saying indifferently, "This one’s mine."

The man was taken aback, then he smiled in realization, "You must be starving, challenging me like that! Next time you oppose me, I’ll continue to not let you eat!"

An Ruo paid him no attention, sitting down and delicately eating her noodles with chopsticks.

She was indeed starving, but no matter how hungry she was, she wouldn’t wolf down her food. Years of good upbringing had accustomed her to taking small bites.

Tang Yuchen watched her eat elegantly, the corners of his mouth curving up involuntarily. He took his own bowl and tried a mouthful of noodles.

After chewing twice, he furrowed his brow, "Why is it so salty?"

An Ruo replied calmly, "I must have added too much salt."

"You did it on purpose."

"Mine’s very salty too," she said evenly, continuing to eat as she looked down. Tang Yuchen suddenly picked up some of her noodles with his chopsticks and tasted them; they weren’t salty at all, in fact, a bit bland.

The man’s face darkened immediately, glaring at her ominously: "An Ruo, you dare to play me like this."

An Ruo put down her chopsticks and pursed her lips, saying nothing—she had indeed deliberately added a few extra spoonfuls of salt to his bowl.

She thought that if his food was too salty, he would stop eating. She had lied to him, saying hers was salty too because she thought he was too fastidious to eat hers.

But never did she expect that he would actually try her noodles.

Now that everything was out in the open, it wasn’t a big deal. An Ruo fell silent for just two seconds before picking up her chopsticks to continue eating.

She couldn’t mistreat her own stomach; she would deal with it after she had eaten.

However, Tang Yuchen snatched her bowl away in one motion. Then, to An Ruo’s stupefied gaze, he poured the noodles from the small bowl into the large one.

He stirred it with his chopsticks a few times and then divided it into two bowls again, finally handing her the larger portion.

"Mixing them like this, it should be neither too salty nor too bland."