Shu Qiqi returned to the Leng Family's home with a heavy heart.
She thought all the way, but couldn't find a proper reason to make Leng Yichen sign the contract.
As soon as she entered the door, she saw Tea Sister and the old lady huddling together, whispering about something she couldn't quite make out.
"Grandma?"
"Qiqi, come quickly, help Tea Sister."
When the old lady saw her, she beamed with joy, as if she had seen a savior.
Shu Qiqi walked over, puzzled.
"Tea Sister?"
Tea Sister looked at her with a distressed face, "Madam, the old lady insists on having some internet-famous fried rice. I've tried to figure it out for a long time but still can't do it. Can you see how to make this?"
Shu Qiqi glanced at it, "I can do this; how about I make it?"
Upon hearing this, the old lady was overjoyed, "Our Qiqi can cook, too?"
Shu Qiqi learned to take care of herself at a very young age; naturally, cooking was no problem for her.
The old lady thought she grew up in the Shu Family, but in fact, few people knew that this young lady of the Shu Family spent her childhood in an orphanage.
"Grandma, don't worry, I'll come and cook after I change my clothes."
"No hurry, no hurry. Make a little extra later to let Yichen also taste your cooking. They say to catch a man's heart, you must first catch his stomach. I believe after Yichen tastes your cooking, he will love you even more."
Right, why hadn't she thought of that? If she could make Leng Yichen happy with her food, could she find an opportunity to talk to him about the contract?
"Grandma, you're truly my savior."
The frown that Shu Qiqi had held all afternoon finally relaxed. She rushed over to give the old lady a hug and then scurried upstairs to change.
Energized, she prepared a table full of dishes, waiting for Leng Yichen to come home.
Tea Sister was astonished, "I never knew our Madam had such skills. The young master is so lucky."
"I personally chose my granddaughter-in-law, of course there's no mistake. Qiqi, come to grandma." The old lady joyfully pulled Shu Qiqi to her side, heaping praise upon her.
While she was still lavishing praise, Leng Yichen came in from outside.
"Grandma, what's making you so happy?"
The man glanced over at Shu Qiqi with a deep look: How does this woman always manage to make the old lady so happy?
"Ah Yichen, you're back, hurry and wash your hands for dinner."
Leng Yichen took a seat at the dining table. This time, without any urging from the old lady, Shu Qiqi was already eagerly serving the man food.
"Try this," Shu Qiqi said, looking at Leng Yichen with anticipation.
The man showed a hint of disgust and looked at the old lady before reluctantly putting the food in his mouth.
"Isn't it delicious?" the old lady looked at Leng Yichen, eager to hear his response.
The flavor was different from what he usually ate... indeed, it was delicious.
Leng Yichen nodded, "Is this Tea Sister's new recipe?"
"I don't have such skill; all these were made by the Madam."
Shu Qiqi's cooking? Leng Yichen involuntarily glanced at the plate, somewhat surprised.
Misinterpreting his reaction, Shu Qiqi quickly served him some more.
The man looked up at her: something about this woman was off; what was she trying to do?
Shu Qiqi smiled at the man: Could today's effort capture the man's stomach?
Both harboring their own thoughts, they finished the meal.
Back in their room.
Leng Yichen: "What did grandma tell you?"
Shu Qiqi was thinking about how to present the contract when she heard his question, "Ah... what did grandma want to tell me?"
Leng Yichen thought Shu Qiqi's attempts to please him were just for show in front of the grandma.
Seeing her genuine confusion, he felt disdainful inside: "No matter what you do, it's useless. We must divorce in three months."