novelraw Chapter 1015 - 1013: Responsibility Away from Home
Chapter 1015 - 1013: Responsibility Away from Home
The young master definitely wasn’t just making small talk; it’s just that he’s truly been thinking about the taste of her cake these past few days.Zhu Qianyu always thought that men basically don’t like sweet foods like cake and ice cream, finding them too rich.
Her brothers were no exception; they all extremely disliked sweets. And she was infinitely grateful that they didn’t like them; otherwise, they would undoubtedly treat her like a servant and have her running in circles.
"Do you like eating cake? Isn’t it too rich?"
Zhu Qianyu was deeply suspicious that he was just saying the cake was delicious to please her.
"Not at all; the cream is both fragrant and smooth, and the fresh mango pairs perfectly with it. I love it! Later, my daddy tried several times but couldn’t replicate the taste you made."
Talking about sweet cakes, the young master’s dark eyes lit up, showing his unmistakable food-lover nature.
Zhu Qianyu didn’t look at him, but his words reached her ears. Driven by curiosity, she blurted out, "Is your daddy a dessert chef?"
Based on previous conversations, there was indeed that possibility. But from his behavior and manners, that sense of nobility and demeanor didn’t seem like it could be taught by a dessert chef.
The young master almost couldn’t contain his laughter. If, by chance, his father found out that he, the dignified President Ji, had been misunderstood twice as a dessert chef, who knows whether he would go crazy?
Suppressing his urge to laugh, the young master shook his head with a smile, denying her guess.
"No, he’s not! It’s just that we siblings are quite gluttonous and particularly love cakes and pastries, so whenever he has time, he tries to learn to make various cakes to please us!"
Zhu Qianyu silently weighed his words. She thought their family background was similar to hers. But from this, it seems his family might just be moderately well-off; otherwise, what wealthy family wouldn’t employ a few star pastry chefs? Why would the male head have to fuss in the kitchen?
Little did she realize, if the Ji Family were considered wealthy, the Zhu Family would barely pass as moderately prosperous at best. It’s just that the head of the Ji Family cherishes his family more than other wealthy individuals and understands how to live life better.
"It seems your daddy really cares for you all!"
Even though Ji Huan’s daddy was forced to personally handle things due to a lack of ability to hire a pastry chef, Zhu Qianyu still envied such harmonious and loving father-child relationships.
When it came to family, the young master noticeably opened up. His usual reserved nature unwittingly relaxed significantly.
"Yes, my daddy truly cares for us! Especially for my niece and nephew, he’s spoiled them rotten."
The young master didn’t know that Beibei Guoguo was a tense subject for Zhu Qianyu. Hearing him mention those little ones so excitedly, her gaze dimmed slightly, and she suddenly fell silent, saying no more.
The young master only assumed she found the conversation uninteresting; after all, to her, he was still somewhat of a stranger, let alone his family.
"Is it convenient for you to share that recipe with me?" The young master tactfully brought the topic back to the original subject.
The dim streetlight cast a shadow on her face, making it difficult to discern her expression.
"I’ll write it out when I get back tonight and send it to your email. Okay?" Zhu Qianyu’s tone had noticeably cooled.
The young master thought she was worn out from continuous exams, so he didn’t dwell on it. He escorted her to the school gate, said goodbye, and watched as she entered the campus until her slender figure was swallowed by the darkness and disappeared. Only then did he turn back to the restaurant to get his car.
Back home, in the living room, aside from Beibei Guoguo, everyone else was there.
"Did you have enough to eat? I’ll get you some soup." Nuonuo said, already up and heading to the kitchen.
Da Bao followed her, "Do you want anything else? I’ll heat it up for you."
Little Treasure shook his head, "No, I ate quite well."
Da Bao paused, looking at him with a smile, "Is the sight satisfying?"
Little Treasure rolled his eyes at him, "Ji Dabao, wash your head. I really ate two big bowls of rice, nothing about being satisfying!"
Da Bao kept smiling, his smile quite intriguing.
"Heh, you ate two big bowls of rice, huh? Quite a good appetite." Le Tong came over, took his bag, and scrutinized her son’s complexion with smiling eyes.
Compared to the previous days, the young master was full of vigor today; it seems the progress is quite good!
"That Sichuan restaurant’s food was quite authentic, tasted pretty good."
The young master placed the cakes and pastries he specially bought on the coffee table. Le Tong, with sharp eyes, bent over to pick up the box, "Did Little Bamboo make this again?"
Zhu Qianyu’s mango mille-feuille cake from that day received unanimous praise from the Ji Family, so everyone was eager for that young girl’s culinary skills.
President Ji eyed the box in Le Tong’s hands, and before the young master could answer, he said sourly, "Looks like I can finally retire as the pastry chef..."
Le Tong immediately put down the box and rushed over, holding the shoulders of the middle-aged charming uncle, smiling, "How could it be the same? Daddy’s brand and daughter-in-law’s brand, each has its own characteristics!"
President Ji snorted, shook open the newspaper in his hand, and buried his head in it.
The young master, amused, waited for his parents to finish their affectionate display, then said, "I bought this from a bakery on the way; not at all on par with daddy’s brand, right?"
President Ji finally shifted his gaze from the newspaper to the young master, "You said you asked for the recipe, did you get it?"
Though President Ji mentioned retiring, he kept reminiscing the joy Beibei Guoguo had while stuffing themselves.
"Yes, she said she’d send it to my email shortly. Daddy, hold on; let me see if she has sent it."
The young master took out his phone and opened his email. Half an hour ago, there was an email, sent by Zhu Qianyu.
It seems she organized it and sent it as soon as she returned to her dorm.
"Daddy, I’ve forwarded it to your email. You can study it slowly; I’m going to see my two little treasures."
After speaking, the young master quickly washed his face in the bathroom and then hurried to the nursery.
To facilitate caring for babies, the Ji Family set up nurseries both downstairs and on the third floor. At this moment, several family members were seated in the living room, yet the two little ones were undoubtedly sleeping in the downstairs nursery.
"This kid, so loud and boisterous, still like a child." Le Tong watched the young master’s disappearing figure and jokingly scolded.
"At home, he’s a child; outside, he’s a man!" Da Bao appeared from somewhere.
"Of course, at home, he can act like a child; outdoors, he needs to be responsible!" President Ji, the family patriarch, concluded with authority.
He was always satisfied and proud of his three children.
Outside, they were respected and successful in their careers. At home, the trio would occasionally act childishly with Mommy; such a balance is quite nice!