I'm Jealous Of Myself Everyday (QT)

A Guide to Poverty Alleviation for Bar Waiters (Part 16)

　　"Seeing how much you like it, I'll try it too." This was the first time Shao Qiyan had been questioned, and his mood actually improved.

　　Wei Ye cherished food; when he ate something delicious, his cheeks puffed out, and his eyes sparkled—it was very infectious. If he were a food vlogger, he'd definitely make money.
　　Shao Qiyan looked at him and said, "Eating spicy food seems addictive."

　　"Even if it's delicious, you can't eat too much. Your health is more important." Wei Ye straightened his small, fair face and said seriously, "I'm going to buy groceries. I'll make something light for lunch."

　　Wei Ye washed and hung the rag in his hands to dry, took the clothes he had washed the night before from the dryer, and went out cleanly and efficiently.
　　When he returned, his hands were full of things, and his jade-like fingers bore red marks from the bags.

　　After washing his hands, he couldn't resist putting his marked fingers in his mouth and biting them a couple of times.

　　A gentle yet warm gaze fell upon him.

　　Noticing Shao Qiyan looking at him, Wei Ye quickly rinsed his saliva-covered fingers under the tap to show that he was a clean and hygienic cook.
　　Turning to Shao Qiyan with a smile, Wei Ye said, "Mr. Shao, you can go ahead and get busy. I'll call you when it's done."

　　"Thank you for your hard work." Shao Qiyan looked away, but instead of returning to his study, he sat down at the dining table not far away.

　　Wei Ye put on an apron and began preparing the ingredients.
　　Children from poor families mature early; despite his young age, his cooking skills were quite proficient, and soon a fragrant aroma wafted from the kitchen.

　　Shao Qiyan's kitchen was fully equipped with all kinds of cooking utensils and seasonings, but they rarely cooked, so this familiar yet pleasant atmosphere was comforting.

　　As the weather warmed up, the kitchen temperature rose, and Wei Ye quickly broke into a sweat. He washed his hands twice, and while cooking, he heard his phone ring.
　　Holding the spatula, still wet, Wei Ye glanced awkwardly at the phone on the table. Just as he was about to ask Shao Qiyan to hang up for him, Shao Qiyan picked up the phone and walked over.

　　The new boss personally held the phone to his ear.

　　Wei Ye turned his head closer to his hand, hearing Sheng Qingqing's incredibly excited voice: "Wei Ye, I saw the news! Lin Tianhao has been sent to prison!"

　　"Yes, you don't have to worry about being harassed anymore," Wei Ye said gently.

　　Sheng Qingqing said she wanted to thank Shao Qiyan in person. Wei Ye glanced at his benefactor so close to him, but Shao Qiyan gently shook his head. He then said, "Don't worry, I'll thank President Shao for you."

　　Hearing his familiar and pleasant voice, Sheng Qingqing felt as if the clouds had parted and the moon was shining brightly before her eyes, and she couldn't help but cry tears of joy. "Wei Ye, thank you for always being by my side..." she asked nervously, "I'm preparing to take the postgraduate entrance exam and leave here. Have you thought about... developing in another city?"
　　Sheng Qingqing was inviting Wei Ye to leave with her.

　　The phone next to his ear vibrated, and Shao Qiyan's knuckles tightened slightly, touching a strand of hair at Wei Ye's temple.

　　Holding his arm up for too long would get tiring. Wei Ye glanced at the CEO-style phone stand beside him, his speech quickening slightly. "Changing locations will be better for you. You'd better change all your contact information so Sheng Daquan can't find you after he gets out of prison. As for me... I'm doing quite well at Shao's now, so I'm not leaving."