Chapter 106: She Was Flirted With Again

Carefully, he asked, “How is it?”

Meng Yi’er nodded as she swallowed the food, her voice muffled and trembling, “Mm… mm, delicious, very delicious…”

“You say your cooking is so good, then why insist on having me, a complete novice, cook for you? Isn’t that just asking for trouble?”

With such excellent culinary skills, it was remarkable that she could even stomach the dishes he prepared.

“Do you like it?”

“I love it.” Meng Yi’er was so immersed in the food that she didn’t even lift her head.

Yan Yichen watched her savor the meal with satisfaction, a smile playing at the corner of his eyes, his words laced with a tenderness he himself didn’t realize.

“If you like it, I can cook for you from now on…”

Meng Yi’er was momentarily stunned, her heart trembling fiercely. She instinctively tightened her grip on her chopsticks, her gaze fixed unwaveringly on the man’s smiling eyes, and even her chewing became more cautious.

“Ah?”

A blatant confession.

Was she being flirted with again?!

Couldn’t she even finish a meal peacefully?

“No, no, it’s not necessary…”

Meng Yi’er smiled awkwardly, blushing as she kept her head down and continued eating, though now with an added sense of restraint. Her chopsticks moved stiffly as she picked at her food, nowhere near as composed and confident as Yan Yichen.

Yan Yichen watched the shy, flustered little woman with satisfaction, his smile deepening.

He was pleased by how she changed in his presence.

“Do you cook often?”

After a long pause, Meng Yi’er spoke softly, trying to break the slightly awkward silence.

“No, I don’t. I’ve only ever cooked for you—”

Yan Yichen’s voice was calm, and he didn’t look up.

Meng Yi’er was stunned for a long moment, looking at him in surprise before pursing her lips and shaking her head helplessly.

Suddenly, she felt overwhelmed facing this man.

She truly… was a little outmatched.

After some thought, she realized the question was pointless—he usually had a nanny to take care of him, so he must rarely cook.

After pondering briefly, she continued, “Then why are your cooking skills so good?”

Yan Yichen lifted his eyes to glance at her, a faint glimmer flashing in his deep gaze. Then, he thoughtfully put down his chopsticks.

“When I went to college and lived on my own, that’s when I learned. It was six years ago.”

A slight furrow formed between his brows as his memories drifted back to their reunion six years ago.

It was that night that rekindled their connection after ten years apart, from which he was completely captivated.

Even though she disappeared again for six years, he could never forget.

Over the more than two thousand days and nights since, in the quiet hours of the night, she had always been by his side.

Only she never knew.

“Six years ago, were you in Haishi?”

His low, enticing voice spread slowly through the air, tinged with a hint of probing.

“I’ve been in the United States all these years. I left Haishi with my uncle and aunt when I was eight.”

Yan Yichen was briefly taken aback—she had gone to America at eight, the very year they met as children. No wonder he had lost all trace of her since then.

Suddenly, a vivid image of that adorable little girl appeared in his mind—her face full of fear as she looked at him, her innocent voice whispering softly, word by word, “Brother, are you here to take me to find Mom and Dad? Why haven’t they come to pick me up? Do they not want little Yi anymore?”