Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 380: Chapter 380: Cooking for Her Personally_1
 

Even with a short business trip here, he wanted her to stay comfortably.

Jian Yufei glanced at him, unable to fully comprehend his mindfulness.

“You go about your business, I need to rest a bit.”

She didn’t have a good sleep last night, and was dragged out early this morning by him, exhaustion was already showing on her face.

Ruan Tianling knew she needed to rest. He nodded, pointing to the bedroom inside: “Okay, you rest here, I will go out for a bit, and when I come back, I’ll take you out for food.”

“Is there food downstairs?” Jian Yufei asked him with a frown.

She didn’t want to go out for meals. She was tired and just wanted to stay put.

Ruan Tianling nodded, “There is food in the fridge downstairs.”

“You don’t have to worry about me. I can cook myself. I don’t want to go out. Just go about your business.” Jian Yufei turned and walked into the bedroom, lifted the quilt and sat on the bed.

The bedding was all new. She took off her shoes and coat, laid down with ease, covered herself with the quilt and yawned from fatigue.

Seeing her so tired, Ruan Tianling regretted a bit for insisting on bringing her here.

But he couldn’t be at peace with leaving her alone at home.

She was diagnosed with depression now. If she didn’t get out and about, being cooped up at home could cause her mind to wander with wild thoughts.

In fact, he had also studied psychology and knew that the best way to treat mental illness was to keep the patient cheerful.

Going out more often, having fun everywhere could help them forget unpleasant things.

Thinking of this, he believed his decision to bring her here was right.

Ruan Tianling closed the glass door that led to the balcony, pulled the floor-to-ceiling curtains, and silently exited the room.

Only when Jian Yufei heard the door close did she close her eyes and fall asleep completely at ease.

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She slept for a long time and did not wake up until two in the afternoon.

Having not eaten all day, she woke up to a rumbling stomach.

Jian Yufei rubbed her flat belly, thinking she needed to get up and cook, or else the child in her belly would starve.

As she walked downstairs wearing her shoes, she was met with the faint scent of fried eggs.

Who was cooking in the kitchen?

Jian Yufei walked to the kitchen door and saw a tall man with his back turned to her, flipping eggs in a skillet.

After frying for a bit, Ruan Tianling tasted a piece with chopsticks. His thick brows furrowed, it was too salty!

He dumped all the fried eggs into the trash bin, went to wash the pan, and planned to start over.

Jian Yufei walked into the kitchen and saw the trash bin full of discarded eggs and eggshells.

How many eggs did he end up wasting?

Ruan Tianling turned to look at her, with no embarrassment visible on his handsome face: “Go and sit. I will have it ready soon.”

Jian Yufei was a bit surprised that he would cook for her himself.

But was he sure that what he cooked was edible?

And could he be sure of when it would be ready?

Jian Yufei rolled up her sleeves, opened the fridge, and looked at the ingredients inside, unsure of what to make.

Ruan Tianling came over and closed the fridge door, not allowing her to mess around: “I am cooking today, you rest.”

“No need, I can cook.” Jian Yufei opened the fridge again and declined him casually.

“I said I’m cooking today!” Ruan Tianling slammed the fridge shut again, not allowing her to fight him for cooking duties.

He behaved as though cooking was an extremely cherished task.