1090: Pushing His Luck

Pushing His Luck

She started to clear the dishes on the dining table… 1

After having his goal achieved, Qi Yan rested against his wheelchair contentedly and watched Tan Bengbeng clear the dishes.

The virtuous side to her was very different from the cold aura she usually exuded, and she gave off a vague sense of gentleness.

With one hand supporting his head, Qi Yan looked at her and asked, "Do you cook often? Other than me, who else has tasted the food you make? Is it that Xiao Mumu whom you mentioned when you were dreaming previously?"

His casual tone made one unguarded against him.

Tan Bengbeng threw the food on the last plate away into the bin and replied without raising her head, "Just the two of you."

"…"

Qi Yan was stunned and sat upright in his wheelchair, stopping Tan Bengbeng who was about to enter the kitchen to wash the plates.

"Wait, let me confirm. Is that Xiao Mumu a woman?"

"Umm." Tan Bengbeng didn't know what was wrong with him and darted a quick glance at him.

Upon hearing her answer, Qi Yan's first reaction was a bolt of joy. Following this, his gaze became perplexed.

His eyes suddenly shifted to the empty plate in her hand.

"So, this is the first time you've cooked for a man? For me?"

Tan Bengbeng nodded before continuing to herself inside. But they're all emptied into the bin now.

Obviously, Qi Yan thought of the same thing as eyes, which were fixed on the bin, became rather bitter for some reason, as if he was hesitating whether he should pick up the food in the bin to eat in order not to trample on her sincerity.

After all, it was the first time…

Tan Bengbeng seemed to be aware of what he was thinking and the tightness in her chest suddenly disappeared.

After all, this was a meal she made herself, and to throw every dish away into the bin made her feel sad.

However, Qi Yan's current reaction made her rather amused.

"It's just a meal. I'll make another meal for you."

"One meal probably isn't enough. In the future, I'll only eat the food you cook, " Qi Yan responded, pushing his luck.

Hearing this, Tan Bengbeng was alarmed and frowned as she reminded him, "I'll be leaving in two days. You promised me that as long as I keep you company for a month, you'll take me out of this place."

Her tensed up tone revealed her fear that he would go back on his word.

Qi Yan swung his head elegantly and twirled a strand of his silver hair with his slender finger, revealing a grin on his face.

"Don't worry, I won't lie to you about something I've promised. But, to make sure that I won't starve to death, I've decided that I'll leave with you."

"…"

This was the first time Tan Bengbeng seriously believed that he was joking with her.

At that time, she did not take his words to heart.

On the day she was departing, she woke up very early.

With nothing in her possession when she was found by him, she naturally did not have much luggage to pack.

She was still wearing his clothes.

For this past month, she had worn all the leisure clothing in his wardrobe.

Every sleeve of his shirt and end of his pants had traces of being folded by her.

It looked as though a child had secretly worn an adult's clothing. It was actually quite a comical situation.

Knowing how Qi Yan looked casual but had a serious obsession with cleanliness, she woke up especially early to clean up and pack the whole room. The blankets were folded and neatly stacked, while the clothes that had been washed were put in the wardrobe.

The products she had used in the bathroom were all cleared out as well…

After making sure everything was in place, Tan Bengbeng stood behind the door and looked at the room she had lived in for a month, suddenly feeling reluctant to part with it.

Getting rid of such thoughts, she pulled open the room door and prepared to bid Qi Yan goodbye.

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