Chapter 316: Chapter 316 Eating What You Made
Xiao Jinghuai frowned, "What’s the difference? You’re still you!"
"Of course there’s a difference." Song Song smiled playfully, "My mom said that I was very different before I lost my memory, so it’s like two different people."
Seeing the man’s composed expression, Song Song wanted to break his facade, so she continued, "I think President Xiao isn’t the type... to only care about looks, right?"
— In other words, if you only like my appearance, then no matter how my personality changes, you’ll still like me!
For Xiao Jinghuai, whether she was the soft and cute type from before, or the quirky type now, some essential things hadn’t changed—
Pure and simple.
These untainted qualities are the most precious, and also what he truly appreciates.
As the man remained silent, Song Song became a bit unhappy, "Humph! I knew it would be like this, all men are two-timers, falling for anyone they meet, where’s the devotion?"
"Hmm! There’s one, like Uncle Huo, but surely you can’t be like Uncle Huo, waiting for my mom for over twenty years."
"..."
Xiao Jinghuai was won over by her twisted logic, "How am I unfaithful? It all comes back to just you."
"Not really? But I’ve changed now! You rushed at me the moment you saw me, isn’t that being unfaithful?"
Song Song didn’t expect she’d be jealous of herself. Hmm! She needed to calm down for a moment.
Xiao Jinghuai knew it wasn’t worth getting angry at a kid, so he said calmly, "Instead of getting mad at me, why not make me something to eat, I’m hungry."
"...You’re hungry?"
Song Song couldn’t react for a while, the topic changed a bit too quickly, "Why don’t you let your assistant buy it for you!"
Xiao Jinghuai was straightforward, "I want to eat what you make!"
Song Song’s eyes became a little bewildered, "What I make? I... I forgot how to cook? Are you sure you want to eat it? What if it turns out to be a disaster?"
Xiao Jinghuai lightly touched her pointy little nose with his finger, "Why don’t you just try it first, go find Xing Quan, he’ll take you."
"Oh—"
To be honest, Song Song really wanted to refuse, because she hadn’t been in the kitchen since she woke up in the hospital.
Does she really not remember the past, or won’t she forget how to cook?
Xiao Jinghuai saw her staring blankly at her hands, "Just give it a try, it might even help you recover your memory."
"Alright! Then I’ll go find Xing Quan first, see you later, bye!"
Xiao Jinghuai nodded with a smile, giving a special reminder: "Put your heart into it, if you cook with care, it won’t taste too bad."
Song Song didn’t quite get it, but still optimistically gave an "OK" gesture!
Oh heavens, she really couldn’t recall how to cook now?
...
After Xing Quan brought Song Song into the kitchen of a nearby Michelin three-star restaurant, he stood quietly to the side.
He thought, today he might be in for a treat; he’s been eating Western food for some time now and is quite tired of it.
Looking at the unfamiliar utensils in front of her, coupled with a group of foreign men around her, all with robust builds and dressed in pure white chef uniforms, they looked extremely professional.
And she felt like a clown, there for their amusement.
Xing Quan waited for quite a while, thinking their lady was building up the mood to impress this group of foreigners with the profoundness of Chinese cuisine.
But after more than ten minutes, she still hadn’t made a move...
Xing Quan cautiously moved closer and whispered, "Madam, what’s wrong?"
"I... I don’t know what to do?"
Song Song’s voice was stiff, she looked at her hands and realized they were... trembling.
Seeing this, Xing Quan immediately whispered, "Madam, I know you’ve lost your memory, but your cooking skills are like a part of your body. Try it, don’t be afraid, just go with your instinct, do whatever comes to you!"
Song Song slowly extended her hand to barely pick up a kitchen knife, "...Alright, I’ll give it a go."