Chapter 333: Chapter 334: Qin Sijue Kills a Chicken Chapter 333: Chapter 334: Qin Sijue Kills a Chicken “Young Master, let the servants and the chef handle these activities. You needn’t do it yourself–”
“No need, I’ll do it.”

He wanted to do something, but the child was gone, and he was deeply aware that nothing he did could bring the child back.

Huo Yishan was right in her words. If he had protected her well, Qiangwei and the child would not have been harmed.

That guilt and self-blame made him very uncomfortable, and he wanted to do everything he possibly could.

But he was not a doctor, he could do nothing, and he didn’t know where to begin with comforting words. In his twenty-six years, he had never comforted any woman before.

After much consideration, he remembered the doctor’s advice that she needed to replenish her body in the following days and eat light food, so he thought of the lean meat and preserved egg porridge she liked.

For some unknown reason, he, who had never stepped into the kitchen in his twenty-six years, ran in to cook for the first time!

Uncle Qin was astonished, standing there, watching his extremely patient demeanor, yet the frown on his forehead was tight, seemingly frustrated by his inability to chop the meat properly, yet he suppressed that irritation and patiently continued to chop.

Suddenly, his brow furrowed sharply, and the knife in his right hand dropped unexpectedly.

Uncle Qin noticed the noise and hurried over, only to discover that he had accidentally cut his finger, blood dripping profusely onto the cutting board.

He was greatly alarmed, “Young Master! You–”
“It’s okay, just get a band-aid from the medicine box.”

Before Uncle Qin could finish his words, Qin Sijue interrupted him with his calmness.

Frowning and looking at his cut finger, Uncle Qin, although worried, quickly turned and fetched a band-aid.

“Young Master, really, the cooks and maids can prepare these. Why must you do it yourself?”

After Qin Sijue applied the band-aid, he glanced at Uncle Qin, his tone nonchalant, “I prefer this way.”

Uncle Qin: “…”

He was at a loss for words.

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Merely chopping meat took over 20 minutes. Although it looked somewhat unsightly, he finally managed to chop it properly.

Qin Sijue couldn’t cook, and for the first time in his life, in order to avoid making a ‘disaster dish,’ he specifically asked a chef to stand by and instruct him.

But he personally handled all the ingredients.

Normally, the chef worked independently, yet now he stood aside guiding Mr. Qin, feeling somewhat uncomfortable, as if he was ordering Qin Sijue to cook.

“What’s next?” After Qin Sijue finished peeling the preserved egg and washed the rice twice, he asked the instructing chef without lifting his head.

“Now, put the washed rice into the clay pot.”

Qin Sijue did as instructed.

Uncle Qin, standing by, was completely dumbfounded.

Today’s Young Master was really too unusual.

But thinking about it carefully, it was likely because he cherished the Young Madam and the baby who never had the chance to be born.

Through this event, Uncle Qin became even more certain of the Young Madam’s importance in the eyes of the Young Master.

If a woman could make a man willingly cook for her, that meant she truly conquered the man!

While making the porridge, Qin Sijue took out a hen from a net bag, ready to prepare the chicken!

Who knew that as soon as he took it out of the bag, the chicken escaped from his hands! It dashed out of the kitchen toward the living room.

“Stop right there!”

In an instant, the whole living room turned into a scene of ‘Qin Sijue chasing the chicken,’ leaving the servants completely stunned…
The old hen was lively and jumping, playing a chasing game with Qin Sijue!