Celebrity Girl Is My Wife

Ning Ran explained patiently, “These aren't leftovers that have been sitting in the fridge for a long time. It's just that we didn't manage to finish—”

“I don't eat leftovers,” Nan Chen repeated.

It was clear to Ning Ran that his intention was to look for trouble.

“Then, shall I cook a fresh bowl of noodles for you?”

“I don't eat noodles, either.”

As expected, he's purposely trying to find faults.

“In that case, what would you like to have? I can make anything.” Ning Ran suppressed her anger, trying her best not to offend the man.

After all, what happened at the filming site earlier had caused Nan Chen to be extremely irritated and annoyed. Hence, he was looking for a way to release his anger.

“I don't know.”

A standard laconic reply from him was enough to make Ning Ran upset.

There's cooked food on the table, but he's complaining that they are leftovers. He is rejecting my offer to cook him some noodles, yet he doesn't know what to eat. Is he playing a fool with me? What gives?

“I shall make a couple of your favorite dishes.” Ning Ran strode toward the kitchen with a plastered smile on her face.

Nan Chen was very surprised at her exceptional level of patience but said nothing about it. Why is she enduring all these? This isn't her style.

Meanwhile, Ning Ran was scratching her head in the kitchen, struggling to think of a menu.

What does he usually like to eat? He doesn't seem to have a favorite dish. He's a small eater and rarely gobbles down his food. It's so tough trying to guess what a person like him would like to eat. Moreover, he has never mentioned this before. I hate the quandary I'm in now. What if I make him something simple that he hasn't tasted before? Oh well, I'll just play by ear and let my cravings and tastebuds lead the way. After all, he didn't order anything specific.

Moments later, Ning Ran served him a plate of egg-fried rice in his study room.

Upon entering the room, she saw that Nan Chen was chatting happily with the two children. As soon as he saw her, his bright smile faded away.

“Wow! The egg-fried rice smells so good!” Erbao exclaimed.

“Don't even think about it, you little foodie! You have already taken your meal. Go now and read a book outside,” Ning Ran said.

parents needed their

the air and invoked Nan Chen's appetite. He subconsciously glanced at the

was a typical staple food for others, it was a

“What's this?” He frowned.

wash your

that. Fried rice is

was taken aback by his comment. “Why is fried rice unhealthy? It's perfectly fine to eat it occasionally. In fact, it's nothing like fast

I won't eat it,”

rage, for Nan Chen's attitude made it hard

starve for all

seconds. I can't put up a fight with him yet. We haven't discussed the

your liking, you can leave it. I won't make the same dish for you next

tasted all the gourmet delicacies in the world. It's not easy for me to come up with one dish that can satisfy your sophisticated palates. Therefore, I thought about giving you something you've

and sincere, causing Nan

a glance at the golden

I can give

returned to the

Oh, it's indeed delicious.

Ran anticipated a positive response from

to eat such high-calorie food at night,”

that Nan Chen had

are lean and fit. I'm certain that you won't put

Chen felt good and took another

ate, the better it tasted. It had been a very long time since he had

cook this earlier? Why only now? Whatever, I can't make it any more obvious that the food is good. Otherwise, she's going to be so full of herself. Moreover, one shouldn't consume such calorie-rich food

do you want from me?”

Ran was astonished.

great. What is there to ask? I don't need anything in return for cooking you a plate of

the plate with only

can say after eating almost two-thirds of it? That's so fake. If it's that bad,

take my leave now. Have a

to put up with him because she had not achieved her