The CEO’s Substitute Wife Is A Genius
Chapter 120 Lu Xingzhou, We’re Not Suitable, You Should Find a Gentle Woman

Chapter 120: Chapter 120 Lu Xingzhou, We’re Not Suitable, You Should Find a Gentle Woman

"Yingfan, go get paper and a pen, and grab a clipboard for me." Seeing this scene, Jiang Man’s interest was piqued, her creative urge unstoppable.

Wu Yingfan scurried around to ask the servents, but it was the servants who finally found a leather-covered notebook.

"Man, what are you doing?"

Wu Yingfan handed the notebook and pen to Jiang Man.

Jiang Man opened the notebook and began to sketch vigorously on the pages.

Wu Yingfan cocked his head and understood, "Sketching, huh."

When she was in the United States, whenever Jiang Man saw beautiful scenery, she would also spontaneously capture the scene with her drawings.

Contrary to the emotion captured by cameras, she said that recording things with pen and paper was far more memorable.

Wu Yingfan had always remembered her wise words.

She seldom sketched portraits before, except for her foster father and him, her good buddy. There were no third persons in her sketchbook.

Now, with a new member added, Wu Yingfan immediately cupped his chin, watching Jiang Man calmly.

Jiang Man, undistracted, focused her gaze initially on the man in the kitchen, looking for a while before drawing again, and again, repeating the process.

Lu Xingzhou turned around, ready to boil noodles in a small pot, and glanced outside to the glass door to see a figure.

Holding a notebook and a pen, writing something unknowable.

Could it be documenting his cooking steps?

He smiled, thinking that the young girl, having showered and wary of the cooking fumes, chose not to learn by entering the kitchen.

The noodles had probably been boiling for about ten minutes, and Jiang Man had just finished her sketch.

With no eraser, she used her little finger to smudge at the top of the page carelessly.

It seemed inadvertent, but a marvellous scene emerged.

The smudging created a light and shadow in the drawing, shining precisely on the man’s face in the sketch.

The man was smiling warmly, like a breeze in early April.

Lu Xingzhou drained the noodles, scooping them into the tomato and egg broth.

This method of noodle making is called Da Lu noodles.

He prepared two bowls, walked out with his superior long strides, pushing open the glass door, and instructed the servants to bring the noodles to the dining table.

"For you." Jiang Man tore out the sketch and passed it forward.

Lu Xingzhou hesitated slightly, took the paper, thinking it was to verify whether the recorded cooking steps were correct.

When he realized it was not notes on cooking but a sketch of himself, his eyes brightened, shimmering with a gentle light.

"You look quite handsome when you cook," Jiang Man generously complimented.

Lu Xingzhou was very pleased, staring at the sketch for a long time, "Only when I’m cooking?"

"And when shooting," Jiang Man casually added, stuffing her hands into her pajama pants.

Remembering the scene of him teaching her to shoot during the day, her gaze involuntarily fell on his burned right hand.

It was still wrapped in gauze...

"How’s your hand?"

"Not that delicate," Lu Xingzhou glanced at his hand indifferently, "but will you change my dressing later?"

"Sure." Jiang Man agreed without hesitation.

"Then let’s eat first."

The three of them gradually took their seats at the dining table. Lu Xingzhou had strict dietary habits, so he restrained himself, not drinking even a drop of water, resting his chin on his hand as he watched the girls eat.

Jiang Man first sniffed and found a strong tangy scent of tomatoes. She forked a big bite of noodles, wrapped with egg and tomato juice, and felt an immediate sense of satisfaction as she put it in her mouth.

Such simple ingredients, yet the flavor was astonishing.

"Damn! This is delicious, absolutely amazing!" Wu Yingfan also took a big bite, wolfing it down, unable to help but exclaim.

"Never had noodles this good in Chinatown, actually, never had noodles this good in my life!"

Lu Xingzhou found his exaggeration amusing but didn’t pay it much attention.

Wu Yingfan was eating but couldn’t help speaking, "Brother-in-law, you really have great cooking skills. Jiang Man’s cooking is awful; wouldn’t this mesmerize her? What’s that saying? If you want to capture someone’s heart, you must first capture their stomach!"

"You talk too much," Jiang Man rolled her eyes at Wu Yingfan.

Wu Yingfan chuckled shamelessly, "Of course, you’ve captured me too! Brother-in-law, I’m set on having you as my brother-in-law!"

Every time he called him brother-in-law, it made Lu Xingzhou feel very good.

However, Jiang Man was annoyed. The brat knew full well about her relationship with Lu Xingzhou, yet still spoke nonsense.

You decide to take him as your brother-in-law, but he might not want to be your brother-in-law, right?

"Don’t mind him. He just loves to chatter."

"It’s okay, quite good." Lu Xingzhou’s impression of Wu Yingfan had greatly improved.

In his eyes, Wu Yingfan indeed seemed like Jiang Man’s lackey, her little brother.

"So delicious." Wu Yingfan couldn’t focus on talking and devoured the noodles voraciously.

Like Zhu Bajie swallowing ginseng fruit, not even chewing, just swallowing it whole.

He soon finished even the soup base.

"Is there more?" he was unsatisfied.

"No more, one bowl per person. Eating too late is not good for the body. We are going to sleep soon, just a snack to hold you over," Lu Xingzhou earnestly said, switching to his elder’s lecturing mode.

"You young people shouldn’t neglect your bodies just because you’re young."

"Got it, got it. Brother-in-law is right," Wu Yingfan readily nodded.

Jiang Man shot him a look.

This kid, bribed by just a bowl of noodles? Absolutely no ambition.

She slowly finished her meal, and at last drank all the soup base as well.

"All done." Her words to Wu Yingfan carried a clear intention of sending him off.

Wu Yingfan blinked and hurriedly stood up, "I won’t disturb you two any longer."

He quickly turned and took a few steps, then turned back to Jiang Man and mouthed,

—You two are having quite the time.

Jiang Man glared at him, tempted to hit him.

But Lu Xingzhou was perfectly composed, smiling easily, "Then shall we go upstairs for me to change your dressings?"

"Sure." Jiang Man didn’t hesitate, stood up, and led the way.

She confidently walked to Lu Xingzhou’s room and found the medicine kit.

Lu Xingzhou had already taken a seat on the couch, looking thoroughly at ease.

He stretched out his arm, placing it on his knee.

Jiang Man directly sat cross-legged on the cashmere carpet, undid his bandage, and then searched for the burn ointment.

"The fact that I served in the military, especially as a peacekeeping soldier, keep it a secret from my family."

"Hm?" Jiang Man’s hand paused while applying the ointment, lifting her head in surprise.

Lu Xingzhou smiled, "I went without my family’s knowledge."

Jiang Man raised an eyebrow, only realizing it afterward.

Right, someone like him, a favored son, going into the military meant nothing but hardship and suffering; his family definitely wouldn’t approve.

"Actually, you’re quite outstanding." Jiang Man furrowed her brow, "In the future, finding a gentle woman to spend your life with would suit you well."

"And you? What sort of man do you see yourself finding in the future?" Lu Xingzhou asked, following her line of questioning.

Jiang Man shook her head, "I haven’t really thought about it, initially planned on staying single, and probably will in the future too."

"You’re still young. Wait a few more years, and you might change your mind," Lu Xingzhou said with a knowing tone.

He too used to think marriage didn’t matter much—merely a way to fulfill the expectations of the elderly, to continue the family lineage.

But since he had met Jiang Man, he had formed a new perspective.

Being with an interesting soul, wasn’t that a form of happiness?

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