The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 165 The Most Suitable Homebody Candidate

The next morning.

Liu Wuyang stood in the entryway, bending down to change her shoes.

Her legs, encased in black stockings, were long and straight. Her beautiful feet gently stepped into her high heels, the soles making a soft pattering sound as they rubbed against the floor.

Just as she bent down to get her keys, Zhang Muchen's door opened.

"Sister Yang, you're leaving already?" Zhang Muchen, with her hair a little messy and still sleepy, walked out of the room.

"Well, let's go."

Liu Wuyang skillfully picked up the key from the entryway, but suddenly paused for a moment, glanced back at Zhang Muchen, and then gently put the key back into the tray.

"I'll leave the key with you, don't lose it. There's not much food in the fridge, just a few eggs. Go to the market and buy some for lunch," Liu Wuyang instructed.

"Okay, don't worry." Zhang Muchen replied with a yawn as he strolled toward the restroom.

After taking a couple of steps, he suddenly turned around: "It's almost below zero today, and you're still wearing a trench coat?"

Liu Wuyang straightened her coat collar: "Anyway, we're driving, and the event is indoors."

"Sister Yang, you should wear more clothes. You'll get rheumatism as you get older if you wear them like this."

"Mind your own business?" Liu Wuyang rolled her eyes at him, annoyed. "I'm going out for two days and won't be back tonight. You better behave yourself at home."

After saying that, Liu Wuyang picked up her bag and turned to leave.

The moment the door closed, a gust of cold wind rushed in from the corridor, ruffling the calendar hanging by the door.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Inside the bathroom, Zhang Muchen stood in front of the toilet, urinating. Once the water flow subsided, he shook himself off, picked up his phone from the sink, and unlocked the screen while washing his hands.

[Little Yuzu, are you awake yet?]

He wiped his hands and sent a message.

A few seconds later, Chu Youting replied: [Hmm... I'm awake, studying.]

Zhang Muchen raised an eyebrow: [Studying on a weekend? What about your sister? Studying too?]

Chu Youting: [My sister... is cooking.]

Zhang Muchen: [Is your sister a good cook?]

Chu Youting: [Yes, my sister's cooking is delicious...]

Zhang Muchen looked at the message, stroked his chin, narrowed his eyes slightly, and fell into thought.

Among the girls around him, it seems that only Chu Jiuli knows how to cook.

Wang Shishi, this rich second-generation, spends all her time either taking photos or freeloading meals.

Xu Ranxi has small arms and legs, and she has to stand on tiptoe to hold a pot.

Little Yuzu has always been well taken care of by her older sister, so her life skills are probably zero.

As for Sister Yang... she's too lazy to do housework, and even eggs in the refrigerator can expire, let alone pots and pans.

Zhang Muchen couldn't help but think that his opinion of Chu Jiuli had risen even higher.

A girl who can cook is a big plus.

He couldn't help but picture Chu Jiuli wearing an apron, standing in the kitchen, diligently chopping vegetables and stir-frying them.

Gentle yet capable, beautiful yet domestic.

Tsk tsk.

Life is ultimately about the mundane details of pots and pans, and a girl like Chu Jiuli is indeed the best choice for everyday life.

A slight smile played on his lips as he continued typing on his phone: "Take a picture of this later, I want to see what your sister made for you."

Chu Youting quickly replied: 【Oh... okay】

Zhang Muchen: [Come over around 9 o'clock, ring the doorbell and I'll open the door for you]

Chu Youting: [Hmm...]

Zhang Muchen: [You keep studying hard, I'm going to take a nap.]

Chu Youting: [Bye...]

Chu Youting put down her phone, but her eyes remained fixed on the screen, staring at Zhang Muchen's words, "What did your sister cook for you?" for a long while. Her eyelashes fluttered slightly, and her thoughts drifted away.

Does he like girls who can cook...?

Chu Youting pursed her lips, then her fair little feet slipped on her slippers and pattered as she walked toward the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Chu Jiuli, wearing an apron, was whisking eggs while glancing at the finely chopped scallions and tomatoes on the cutting board, clearly intending to make a classic tomato and egg stir-fry.

Chu Youting took a step closer, gently standing behind Chu Jiuli, and whispered, "Sister..."

Chu Jiuli turned around at the sound: "Xiaoyou, what's wrong?"

Chu Youting bit her lip, hesitated as she looked at the ingredients on the cutting board, and whispered, "Sister... can you teach me how to cook?"

Chu Jiuli raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised: "Why do you suddenly want to learn to cook?"

Chu Youting lowered her eyelashes, her voice even softer: "I want... I want to be able to help my sister a little in the future."

The kitchen fell silent for a moment.

Upon hearing this, Chu Jiuli affectionately reached out and ruffled her younger sister's soft hair: "Alright, Xiaoyou, you can gradually become independent after you learn to cook."

As she spoke, she put down the bowl of beaten eggs and smiled slightly: "Why don't you try frying these eggs first?"

"Hmm..." Chu Youting nodded gently.

She took the spatula and apron from Chu Jiuli, carefully held them, and put them on.

Chu Jiuli first taught her how to turn on the gas stove knob, and then poured some peanut oil into the pot.

"Once the oil is hot, pour in the egg mixture." She said, stepping aside to make room for her.

Chu Youting stood to the side, holding a spatula, her face slightly flushed with nervousness.

The oil in the pan gradually heated up, and a wisp of white smoke rose from it.

"You can pour it now," Chu Jiuli whispered.

Chu Youting nodded, her hand gripping the rim of the bowl containing the egg mixture, her movements careful and hesitant.

Her arms were outstretched, but her body leaned back slightly, as if she were keeping a safe distance from the pot.

Slowly pour the egg mixture into the pot.

The hot oil and egg mixture sizzled violently upon contact. Hearing this sound, Chu Youting instinctively took a step back.

Her face flushed with nervousness as she gripped the spatula tightly.

"It's alright, Xiaoyou," Chu Jiuli comforted her.

Chu Youting watched the egg mixture bubbling in the pot and slowly leaned forward. However, the next second, a drop of oil suddenly burst open with a bang, splashing out with solidified egg mixture and hitting Chu Youting's cheek precisely.

"what!"

Little Yuzu let out a soft cry, took a step back, and her eyelashes trembled slightly.

Chu Jiuli reacted quickly and immediately turned off the gas stove: "Xiaoyou, did you get burned? Let me see."

"N-nothing..." Chu Youting shook her head gently, but shrank back even more.

"I...I'm scared, maybe...maybe my sister will do it..."

A drop of hot oil shattered Xiaoyouzi's cooking dream.

Chu Jiuli raised her hand and brushed the hair from her younger sister's forehead: "It's normal to feel a little uncomfortable the first time, Xiaoyou."

She took her sister's hand and squeezed it gently: "You've been very brave."

Chu Youting looked up at her sister, her eyes still showing a trace of lingering fear: "I...I'll watch from the side and hand things to my sister."

"Okay, little one."

Chu Jiuli smiled, picked up the spatula again, and skillfully stirred the gradually solidifying egg mixture in the pan.

The spatula scraped across the bottom of the pan, making a soft, sizzling sound. The aroma of rising steam and cooked eggs filled the air on this winter morning.

The morning light streamed through the kitchen window and fell on the two sisters, one cooking and the other watching quietly.

And so, a new day quietly began.

(End of this chapter)