Cheng Jia's voice interrupted the conversation between Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, and at the same time, it also interrupted the jealous warmth and faint sweetness that lingers between them.

Mo Xiuchen's deep eyes changed slightly. Wen Ran looked up at her when she heard the sound. She looked surprised at Cheng Jia's eyes, as if she had discovered her existence. Her tone was slightly surprised: "So Miss Cheng is here too!"

Cheng Jiazhan smiled and pointed to the lunch box on the coffee table and said, "Today is Mr. Mo's birthday. I don't have any gifts, so I made some foods for Mr. Mo's favorite. I asked Mr. Mo if I want to call Miss Wen."

Wen Ran's expression of surprise remained unabated. Her eyes swept over the lunch box on her coffee table and said to Mo Xiuchen: "Since Miss Cheng has cooked you, why don't you call me to tell me?"

Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly, took the lunch box from her hand, and explained warmly: "I just asked Cheng Jia to put the lunch box here and send it to the cafeteria for a while. Didn't you let me taste the food you made? Let me see what the performance is?"

A trace of injury flashed in Cheng Jia's eyes, and her smile froze. She looked at Mo Xiuchen holding the lunch box in one hand and pulling Wen Ran in the other hand, and her eyes stopped at the wrists where they were holding each other, and her lips were pursed unconsciously.

"Mr. Mo, since Miss Wen has cooked you the meal, I will definitely not need this one, so I will take it back first."

Cheng Jia realized that continuing to stay was just a humiliation for himself. He didn't want to see their sweet scenes anymore, so he took the initiative to leave.

Mo Xiuchen asked Wen Ran to sit on the sofa opposite, and said lightly to her, "Okay, you worked hard all morning and took it back and eat it yourself."

Cheng Jia pursed her lips and looked at Wen Ran who was sitting on the sofa. She was reluctant to leave his office with her lunch box. When she closed the door with her backhand, a trace of jealousy and hatred flashed in her eyes. She gritted her teeth before leaving in her three-inch high heels.

As soon as she left, there were only Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen in the spacious office, and the atmosphere became subtle without realizing it.

Seeing Mo Xiuchen skillfully opening the lunch box and taking out the food from it, Wen Ran clenched his hands quietly, Qinghong's water eyes staring at him, feeling a little nervous that he could make these meals happy all morning.

Mo Xiuchen placed the food and soup on the coffee table, and the fragrance of the food gradually spread throughout the office. His expression was calm, his eyes were deep like a pool, and he could not see his emotions.

After staring at the food for several seconds, he looked up at Wen Ran opposite him. Seeing a faint tension between her eyebrows, he narrowed his eyes and asked, "When did you learn cooking?"

"ah?"

Wen Ran was stunned by his question, blinking blankly. Seeing that he was not unhappy, a smile appeared on her face: "You taste it first or not, I'll tell you later."

"good!"

Mo Xiuchen smiled, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a little fried crucian carp skin and fed it into his mouth. After a moment, a light smile appeared in his eyes, "It tastes good, can you say it now?"

He handed her another pair of chopsticks, Wen Ran took it, and said with a smile: "I only learned it two days ago. So far, I have only learned to cook these three dishes."

Her answer was as expected by Mo Xiuchen, but his heartstrings seemed to be tweeted by an invisible hand, and a slight rippling.

He looked at Wen Ran, her eyes were clear and her smile was shallow. She sat there quietly, looking at him quietly. This feeling made him feel like the little girl who didn't see clearly before.

She only learned cooking skills two days ago. So far, she can only cook three dishes, and at this moment, they are all in front of him.

Just like the little girl who saved him and left regardless of her safety, she instantly felt moved, and the warm current melted the iceberg in his heart for many years.

"Did you learn cooking skills specifically for me?"

He suddenly wanted to hear her say it in person. It took too long for no one to treat him like this.

Wen Ran nodded and said generously: "Of course, this is my birthday gift for you. If you think it's okay, you will finish it all. If you don't like it, there is nothing else."

At the end, Wen Ran shrugged and made an expression like this at him or not. Seeing Mo Xiuchen's eyes, he felt very cute.

He was entertained by her appearance and laughed happily, his already handsome facial features were lit up by his smile, making him more handsome and charming.

"This is a portion of two people. I will definitely not finish it alone. You have to work hard to eat it later."

"no problem."

Wen Ran answered with ease. She brought the food to her and wanted to eat with her.

Mo Xiuchen raised his eyebrows: "Then let's start. It will get cold in a while and it will be no longer delicious."

After saying that, he first picked up a crucian carp and put it in his bowl. He skillfully spread the bone spurs and peeled off the meat. The peeled fish meat did not contain any thorns.

Wen Ran was shocked until Mo Xiuchen put the fish into her bowl and asked her to eat it, and she said in surprise: "Your skill in peeling fish is so good!"

Mo Xiuchen chuckled and said proudly: "My skill in peeling fish is not worse than your cooking skills. You can eat it with confidence. None of these fish will be allowed to have any fish bones."

Wen Ran stared at the fish in the bowl. There were indeed no fish bones. A bright smile appeared between her eyebrows and eyes. She picked up a piece of fish and put it in her mouth. She said happily: "I used to like eating fish, but because I was stuck twice by fish bones, I gradually became less interested in fish."

Mo Xiuchen fed a piece of fish into his mouth, chewed it carefully, and said readily: "This is easy to deal with. If you want to eat fish in the future, I will help you peel it."

"real?"

Wen Ran asked happily, if someone was responsible for peeling the fish, she would of course be willing.

"You are responsible for cooking, and I am responsible for peeling fish for you."

Mo Xiuchen put forward his own conditions. He liked this feeling of being cared for and greedily made this feeling last forever.

Wen Ran thought for a moment, thinking that this deal was feasible. Since she learned to cook for him, she was naturally willing to cook for him. Looking at his smiling eyebrows, what Xiao Liu said flashed through her mind, saying that he would smile now.

Thinking of this, she blurted out what she agreed: "Okay, deal!"

***

The two of them had a happy meal together. Wen Ran talked to Mo Xiuchen for a while. When it was working hours in the afternoon, she asked to leave because she was afraid of delaying his work.

Mo Xiuchen called Xiao Liu to pick her up, but Xiao Liu didn't even go back, and was near the MS Group.

Mo Xiuchen took Wen Ran downstairs, watched the car she was riding away before turning back to the company.
Chapter completed!