Exclusive Love: Pampered by the Scheming Tycoon-Chapter 87: Her Finger Hurts, He Feels Distressed

"I'm hungry. Do you have anything to eat here?" Lin Banxia suddenly stood up and asked.

"You haven't had dinner yet?" Yan Ting's eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced at his watch. It was already close to ten o'clock. "Why didn't you say so earlier!"

This was a villa district, and the quickest drive to the city would take over twenty minutes. Coming and going, it would take more than an hour. Wouldn't this little thing faint from hunger?

"I forgot to mention it earlier!" Lin Banxia said awkwardly.

Yan Ting stood up. "Come downstairs with me to take a look. The housekeeper and helpers I hired officially start tomorrow. I don't know if there's anything edible in the fridge."

Lin Banxia froze for a second. Yan Ting even hired people to take care of her daily life?

This man... why was he being so good to her?

In the kitchen, Yan Ting had already taken off his suit jacket, wearing just a black shirt, his sleeves half-rolled up, revealing his well-built forearms. He rubbed his fingers against his temples, standing in front of the open refrigerator door, looking slightly troubled.

Lin Banxia walked over softly and saw that the large refrigerator contained just a pack of plain noodles, a few eggs, and everything else was ice-cold beverages like liquor and bottled water.

"Do you know how to cook?" Yan Ting asked with a frown.

Lin Banxia nodded. "I do!"

"Then go ahead and make yourself some noodles." Yan Ting reached into the fridge, took out a bottle of chilled liquor, twisted off the cap, and took a swig.

Lin Banxia was pleasantly surprised to find there was food in the fridge. She grabbed two eggs and the noodles and started cooking in the kitchen herself.

Lin Banxia's cooking skills were actually quite good. She could handle all kinds of dishes, a skill honed through facing years of petty torment from a stepmother and an awful mother-in-law in the past. freeweɓnøvel.com

While Yan Ting sat on the living room couch drinking, he heard sounds coming from the kitchen. He couldn't sit still anymore. Carrying his liquor bottle, he walked over to the kitchen doorway, leaning against it, and eyed the petite woman who was cooking noodles.

She stirred the egg in her bowl with chopsticks, her movements deft. In the pan, oil sizzled, crackling loudly.

When Lin Banxia turned her head and saw him there, she instantly grew a bit flustered. What had been smooth movements just moments before suddenly became clumsy.

"Ah..." Oil splattered onto her, and her finger got burned slightly. She let out a soft yelp.

Yan Ting frowned and walked straight over, intending to check her finger.

"Don't come over! You'll get splattered by the oil; it hurts!" Lin Banxia rushed to push him back out of the kitchen, but realized she was holding a spatula and couldn't really shove him.

Besides, she still had to keep an eye on the eggs in the pan.

"Let me see!" Yan Ting's sharp eyes immediately noticed which finger had been hit by the oil.

When Lin Banxia finally glanced away from the eggs and turned toward him, her finger had already been pulled into the man's sultry, thin lips.

"Ah..." She couldn't help but gasp softly. Her entire body tingled; the sensation of her finger in his lips was enough to make goosebumps rise all over her.

"Don't... don't do that. I'm fine!" Lin Banxia stammered, both embarrassed and flustered, yanking her finger away and hiding it behind her back. "You should leave. You're distracting me here."

Yan Ting gave her a slightly dissatisfied look, but seeing how nervous she appeared, he reluctantly turned and left.

By the time Lin Banxia had finished cooking and brought the noodles out, the dining area was filled with a tempting, appetizing aroma.

The liquor in Yan Ting's hand was already half-finished. Smelling the fragrance, he walked over and stood in front of the dining table.

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