Chapter 889: Chapter 716: Liking You Since the First Glance 57_2
She reached out to take Bo Qin’s luggage, but he dodged her hand, "I’m a grown man, do I need you to carry my luggage for me?"
Jian Dan looked behind him, disappointed not to see Lin Ma, "Uncle Qin, Lin Ma isn’t coming this time?"
"Lin Ma came just half a month ago. We agreed that she would come once a month, so naturally, she wouldn’t come this time."
Jian Dan was a bit disappointed and followed beside him, "I know, I was just hoping. Uncle Qin, would you like to go to my place now, or should we grab something to eat first?"
"Let’s go to the supermarket."
Bo Qin said.
Jian Dan exclaimed, blinking incredulously at him, "Why go to the supermarket? Buy snacks?"
Bo Qin’s gaze lowered, landing on Jian Dan’s head, "What are you thinking? We’re going to buy groceries. I’ll cook for you. What do you want to eat? Think about it, then I’ll buy the ingredients."
"Uncle Qin, you can cook?"
Isn’t that a tall tale?
Jian Dan’s eyes expressed disbelief all over, not trusting even a bit.
Bo Qin laughed helplessly, "If I don’t show some skills, I can’t prove my reputation. To demonstrate my capability, I’ve decided to cook you something delicious. Rest assured, I won’t poison you."
Jian Dan swallowed, "I’m worried that you’ll poison yourself."
Bo Qin laughed helplessly, got into Jian Dan’s car, and knocked on her head, "You talk too much, let’s head to the supermarket."
This car was bought by Bo Qin for her to use as a mode of transport, not too conspicuous, as Jian Dan requested, feeling that it would be too eye-catching, too flashy.
So, after picking and choosing, Bo Qin decided on a BMW Z4 for her.
Jian Dan found it quite handy to drive, and didn’t dare to disobey Bo Qin, so she directly drove to the supermarket. They went shopping for groceries. In her neighborhood, many were Chinese, so the supermarket layout was quite similar to those back home.
Jian Dan obediently followed behind Bo Qin, thinking of several dish names, planning to make it difficult for him. Unexpectedly, Bo Qin calmly picked ingredients from the vegetable and meat sections, smoothly choosing them in no time, finally deciding to cook her a three-flavored soup.
Jian Dan was stunned, "Uncle Qin, what happened while I was away? Did Lin Ma torture you?"
Of course, this was a joke. Bo Qin laughed helplessly, thinking back to the expression Lin Ma had when teaching him to cook, indescribable, and later, the satisfaction several times.
Learning to cook, probably over three months, just hadn’t shown off at Jian Dan’s place, but Lin Ma had eaten several times. From initially shaking her head, to later agreeing that he had a talent for cooking.
Jian Dan’s apartment wasn’t too small, nor large, two bedrooms and a living room, very convenient.
Two floors, separating living and resting areas. She went upstairs to change clothes, leaving Bo Qin alone downstairs, secretly calling Lin Ma.
"Lin Ma, you know what? Uncle Qin actually wants to cook for me, I’m nervous."
Lin Ma on the other end listened delightedly, laughing heartily, "Little Miss, it’s very commendable that Sir has this intention. Just try it, at worst, say it’s bad and don’t eat."
Anyway, now Bo Qin habitually indulges Jian Dan’s temper, and when talking to Bo Qin, Jian Dan isn’t so polite.
Lin Ma enjoyed seeing this development.
Jian Dan talked to Lin Ma for a while, saying she missed her and such, then hung up the phone, turned around, and saw Bo Qin standing at the door, raising an eyebrow at her, "Uncle Qin, I was just..."
While speaking, she hid the phone behind her back.
Bo Qin raised an eyebrow, "Really worried my cooking will poison people?"
Jian Dan shook her head like a drum, "Uncle Qin, you don’t seem like that kind of person."
Bo Qin let out a sound, "Then come downstairs, tie my apron, and you might not get much from Lin Ma."
This matter was a secret between him and Lin Ma.
Jian Dan responded with a sound, dejectedly followed Bo Qin downstairs, tying his apron, standing beside him, looking at the vegetables on the countertop, volunteering, "Uncle Qin, need help washing the veggies?"
Too complicated tasks were beyond her, but washing vegetables shouldn’t be too hard. She was confident.
Bo Qin shook his head, "No need, just keep me company while we chat, or you could watch TV in the living room?"
"I’ll stay here with you then." Jian Dan didn’t feel embarrassed at all, standing by the door, "Uncle Qin, when did you learn to cook? Looks like you’re not at all rusty."
Now Bo Qin was handling the ribs, looking quite skillful, not at all like a beginner.