Huayu 2021: Isn’t he in the technology field?

Chapter 117 First Meeting of Sisters-in-Law, Jiang Nan Observes
Coconut City, Chinese restaurant.

The moment the girl took off her sunglasses, sunlight happened to brush across the tips of her hair.

Her long, smooth chestnut hair reached her waist, the ends curling in a natural arc, like willow branches kissed by the spring breeze.

Her porcelain-white skin had a faint pinkish glow, her almond-shaped eyes curved into crescents, and a small light brown mole adorned the outer corner of her right eye, adding a touch of liveliness to her exquisitely pure face.

"Why are you spacing out, Ono-neechan?"

As she tilted her head, the seashell earring on her earlobe swayed, and her long eyelashes fluttered gently.

"Didn't we talk before that I wanted to try your coconut chicken sometime?"

"Look, I rushed over here as soon as my vacation started."

The menu in Zhou Ye's hand fell to the ground with a "thud" onto the tiles.

Just as she was about to bend down to pick it up, Jiang Nan had already squatted down first, her floral dress spreading out on the ground.

"Sister Ono, here you go."

She called out sweetly as she handed over the menu.

"Thank you, Jiang... Jiang Nan."

When Zhou Ye took the menu, he was still somewhat dazed.

Although she had chatted with Jiang Nan many times, this was the first time they had met face-to-face.

The thought that this might be my future sister-in-law, and that she was both outstanding and beautiful, made me inexplicably nervous.

"Sister Ono, you can just call me Jiang Nan, or like my brother, you can call me Nan Nan."

Jiang Nan noticed her nervousness and, with her delicate eyebrows arched, took the initiative to introduce herself.

Her voice was soft and gentle, giving people a particularly well-behaved feeling.

"Okay, Nannan!"

Zhou Ye tried his best to keep his voice calm and replied with a smile.

She kept reminding herself that this was Jiang Qing's younger sister, her future sister-in-law, and that she had to stay calm and make a good impression...

Today, she wore a black tank top and a denim skirt, following the summer trend of tank tops. She combined these two seemingly mismatched items to create a stylish look, highlighting her tall figure and showcasing the beauty of quality.

Her relaxed outfit highlighted her collarbone and neckline, making her look natural even in a Chinese restaurant setting, a look that was both trendy and slightly formal.

However, the expression on her face at this moment was not as neat as her outfit, and it faintly revealed a trace of unease.

Jiang Nan nodded gently, her eyes crinkling in response.

"My brother said that the on-time rate for this flight is only 38%."

She turned around, pushed her suitcase to the corner, and chatted familiarly with Zhou Ye.

"So I specifically chose the earliest flight, but it turned out that the chief flight attendant was his senior, and she managed to get the captain to land 20 minutes early."

Zhou Ye was frantically wiping the table, preparing to let her sit down, when he heard this and almost threw the rag away.

Just as she was about to speak, Yao Anna suddenly exclaimed from the kitchen.

"Ono! Ice Cube!"

"Let me do it."

Jiang Nan had already rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender yet well-defined forearms.

She skillfully made her way to the bar, opening the freezer with even greater ease than Zhou Ye usually did.

"Do you want crushed ice or a whole block?"

Yao Ann leaned out, holding a cocktail shaker, her gaze sweeping back and forth between the two faces.

"Who is this"

"Jiang Qing's younger sister, Jiang Nan."

Zhou Ye straightened his chest and raised his hand to introduce her.

"Hello, Anna. You can just call me Nannan."

Jiang Nan smiled and waved to Yao Ann.

"Hello Nannan, welcome to visit."

Yao Ann looked at her delicate face, sighing as she glanced at Zhou Ye, who was visibly nervous, and then revealed a look of great interest.

Is this...the first meeting between the sisters-in-law?
The stainless steel ice cube spun between Jiang Nan's fingers, gleaming silver, and the crisp sound of the ice cube falling into the glass mingled with her laughing voice.

"Sister, would you like to try my special cocktail? I learned a little bit from the bartender when I was on exchange in Zurich."

At this moment, Ning Jing, who had heard the noise, moved over here while wiping the kitchen counter.

"Nan Nan can even mix drinks?"

Her gaze toward Jiang Nan was filled with curiosity.

"Hello Sister Ningjing, I happen to have learned a little bit about this and would like to give it a try. Please forgive me if I do poorly."

Jiang Nan smiled and shrank her neck.

"It's okay, come on, give it a try."

Ning Jing's maternal instincts surged the moment she saw her daughter's playful demeanor, and she waved her hand dismissively.

"Yes, thank you, Sister Ning Jing."

The girl nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

Zhou Ye and Yao Ann exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's meaning.

How come these two siblings are both so outstanding?
Even disregarding her intelligence, her looks alone are top-notch in the entertainment industry.

Even in terms of appearance, Jiang Nan looks more outstanding than Jiang Qing in person.

Aside from being a bit thin, her appearance and body proportions are almost impeccable; she could debut based solely on her looks.

“My brother has a copy of ‘Molecular Gastronomy’ in his study. He’s been reading it before bed since he was twelve.”

As Jiang Nan spoke, she placed mint leaves on the side of the glass and slowly poured lime juice along the bar spoon.

"Once he mistook sodium chloride solution for eye drops."

"and many more!"

Zhou Ye grabbed her wrist in surprise.

You mean Jiang Qing?

The glass suddenly tilted, and the mint soda splashed onto Jiang Nan's hand.

Zhou Ye exclaimed "Ah!" and reached for a tissue, but knocked over the sugar jar.

Granulated sugar fell softly onto her canvas shoes, like a light snowfall.

"Sister's shoe size is 36?"

Jiang Nan took a wet wipe, squatted down, and looked up at her.

"Last week my brother suddenly asked me which brand of canvas shoes in China is comfortable. Looks like he was asking for you?"

Zhou Ye's ears turned bright red instantly, and just as he was about to deny it, he heard Gong Jun's signature laughter coming from the doorway.

"Oh my! Where did this fairy godmother come from?"

Huang Xiaoming came out of the kitchen wiping his sweat, and he was clearly stunned when his gaze fell on Jiang Nan's face.

"Who is this guest?"

"Hello, Brother Xiaoming, I'm Jiang Nan."

As Jiang Nan stood up, the ends of her hair brushed against Zhou Ye's reddened hand.

"I'm here to be a food taster for Ono-neechan."

Her eyes crinkled into a smile, radiant and romantic.

Ning Jing gently nudged Yao Ann with her elbow and leaned closer to her.

"These brother and sister have such beautiful eyes."

Yao Ann nodded in deep agreement.

"Are these two siblings genetically modified?"

Gong Jun exaggeratedly covered his chest.

"Director! Can we cut this part and not air it? It makes our kitchen look like a caveman gathering."

Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Jiang Nan had already pushed the special concoction in front of Zhou Ye. The salt grains on the rim of the glass glittered slightly, and mint leaves floated in the bubbles.

"How about we call this cup 'First Encounter'?"

She asked for my opinion with a smile.

"Yes, let's call it First Meeting."

Zhou Ye picked up his cup and was delighted to see the delicious-looking special cocktail.

"Nannan, would you like to try my soy sauce chicken?"

Huang Xiaoming suddenly squeezed in, his face full of enthusiasm.

“Your brother ate the whole plate last time he came.”

Zhou Ye was chewing on a straw when he heard this and coughed violently.

Jiang Nan paused in her hand that was patting her back.

"Was he saying there was a mistake in the cooking time while he was eating?"

She tilted her head and asked.

"The exact words were, 'This chicken is quite resilient.'"

Ning Jing imitated Jiang Qing's serious demeanor, making everyone around her laugh until they bent over.

When the glass door was pushed open again, Ding Zhen came in carrying two bunches of coconuts.

"Ono! The coconut you wanted."

The second half of the sentence was cut off the moment he saw Jiang Nan.

"This is Jiang Qing's younger sister, Jiang Nan."

Zhou Ye repeated it again, as if this sentence was about to be engraved into his DNA.

Jiang Nan had already stood up and taken the coconut, tapping the shell lightly twice with her fingertips.

"Sister, would you like young coconut or coconut milk? High-speed blenders can destroy dietary fiber if the speed exceeds 18000 RPM."

The kitchen suddenly fell into an eerie silence.

Gong Jun silently replaced the kitchen knife he had just picked up with a plastic knife, while Ding Zhen secretly smoothed out the wrinkles on her apron.

What are you all doing gathered around like that?

Tan Jianci walked in carrying a watermelon, and his pupils contracted sharply when he saw Jiang Nan.

Wow! Which girl group's visual center has escaped?

Jiang Nan was helping Zhou Ye tie his apron when she heard this. She turned around, smiled, and winked.

"I am Ono-neechan's personal connoisseur."

Her fingers flew deftly as she tied the bow.

"My brother said that Ono-neechan has the potential to be a great chef."

The kitchen knife in Zhou Ye's hand clattered against the cutting board.

The silver blade reflected her flushed cheeks.

"Be careful with your hands."

Jiang Nan grasped her wrist and adjusted her posture.

"Place your thumb against the back of the knife, and your index finger along it, that's it."

Zhou Ye suddenly recalled the scene of Jiang Qing instructing him on how to cook in Peach Blossom Village, which was exactly the same as now.

The only difference is that the object of his affections has changed to his sister.

Seeing this, Huang Xiaoming cleared his throat.

"Um, if Nannan doesn't mind, what's the lunch menu for our guests?"

How about seafood risotto with mango smoothie?

Jiang Nan had already opened the order book.

"I noticed that I had red snapper in my inventory when I watched Brother Xiaoming's live stream yesterday. It goes very well with the basil leaves that Sister Xiaoye picked this morning."

Ning Jing stared at her with wide eyes.

"how do you know"

"Sister Ono posted a nine-grid photo on her WeChat Moments."

Jiang Nan shook her phone; the lock screen showed a photo of her leaning against Jiang Qing in a pose.

"I really like the side profile picture, it's so beautiful."

Zhou Ye hurriedly turned around to open the refrigerator, almost bumping his forehead on the refrigerator door.

Jiang Nan's laughter followed like a wind chime.

"Sister Ono, would you like to try my improved recipe? I guarantee my brother will regret not coming along."

"Okay."

Zhou Ye nodded hurriedly.

Yao Anna and the others looked at each other and laughed as they watched this scene. It seemed that Ono was completely under the thumb of this future sister-in-law.

As the afternoon sun slanted through the glass window, Jiang Nan was tiptoeing as she sprinkled Parmesan cheese shreds onto her seafood risotto.

She wore Zhou Ye's pink apron, her long hair was casually tied up with a pencil, revealing her swan-like nape.

"Simmer in 98-degree hot water for three minutes, and the rice will have a slightly firm core."

She handed the spatula to Zhou Ye, her eyes curving into crescents.

"Now we just need to wait patiently."

Zhou Ye looked at the glistening rice grains in the clay pot and suddenly remembered something.

"You haven't had breakfast yet, have you?"

"Airplane food is terrible."

Jiang Nan wrinkled her nose, then gave a mischievous smile.

"It's more appetizing to watch my sister pour me lemon water with trembling hands."

"Jiang Nan!"

"Wrong, wrong."

She laughed and dodged Zhou Ye's cooking spoon.

Actually, it's because...

The voice suddenly lowered.

"I'm eager to see with my own eyes the person who can make my brother, this iron tree, bloom."

The aroma of seafood risotto lingered between the two, while Zhou Ye's hand, stirring the sauce, hovered in mid-air.

Jiang Nan popped a cherry tomato into her mouth. The moment the sweet and sour juice exploded on her tongue, Zhou Ye heard her whisper.

"He replaced the paperweight in his study with a bracelet he brought back from Peach Blossom Village."

Suddenly, the sound of guests talking and laughing came from outside the door. Her phone, which was on the table, vibrated and a message notification popped up.

My brother asked.

Jiang Nan glanced at the message and deliberately dragged out the tone.

"Were the food tasters bullied by the cooks?"

When Zhou Ye snatched the phone, he saw that the chat background on the screen was a photo of himself hanging bed sheets in Peach Blossom Village.

The sunlight gilded her hair, creating a gentle profile that even she herself had never seen before.

“This photo…”

Jiang Nan leaned close to her ear, covering her mouth with her hand.

“I secretly sent it from his phone when we last met, and he treated it like a treasure, refusing to let me see it.”

The smoothie machine suddenly roared to life, unable to drown out Zhou Ye's pounding heart.

Jiang Nan turned around, humming an unknown tune as she stuck mint leaves into the mango smoothie, a faint smile curving her lips.

This sister-in-law is kind of cute! O(∩_∩)O
(End of this chapter)