She nodded, attracted by the excited light in his eyes. She had never noticed before that he was such a passionate person, his eyes sparkling like a child’s when talking about something he loved.
He was the CEO of a biotechnology company, a business world celebrity, but probably no one knew how much he enjoyed cooking.
Yuan Xing Can watched his bright eyes, feeling a sudden softness in her heart. She didn’t know why she felt this inexplicable feeling, but she liked his completely satisfied smile.
“You really love cooking?”
He smiled, “My dream was to be a chef.”
“You are one now!” Yuan Xing Can laughed, “I can’t wait to taste your signature dish.”
People who can do what they truly love are rare! Thinking this, she no longer felt there was anything enviable about being born into a wealthy family.
“Yes, I am now, but the magic will disappear at midnight, and I’ll turn back into that profit-driven businessman,” he said regretfully.
She couldn’t help but laugh, “You’re not profit-driven. I know how much money Ned spent on charity last year.”
And drove Yue Yan half-crazy in the process.
“That’s not charity, that’s buying convenience,” he laughed. “Your sister taught me that.”
“It also requires your willingness!” She thought of the stubborn and stingy Qin Wei Lun, wondering if she could be glad she no longer had to work for him.
Though she felt a bit guilty thinking this way, after all, the money was his, the face was his, and being strict was understandable.
However, she was truly grateful that the person she now needed to deal with was Ke Nanyu.
After being unlucky for half her life, God finally remembered to take care of her.
After hanging up the phone, Ke Xueye let out a heavy sigh.
She didn’t know who could help her.
Her brother had always doted on her, perhaps he would… No, she shook her head, knowing clearly that he absolutely would not help her with this.
Ever since that incident, he no longer trusted her judgment.
As for Grandpa? Don’t even mention it. He always cared for her by his own standards of what was best, forgetting that the best might not necessarily be the most suitable for her.
