Rebirth: Starting with Capturing the Goddess Mentor

Chapter 266 Oh well! Actually, it's not entirely his fault.
Sunlight streamed through the gaps in the heavy blackout curtains, casting a long, thin golden band of light on the floor, indicating that it was nearly noon.

Jiang Zhixin was awakened by a strange sense of emptiness.

She groggily reached out to the side, only to touch the cool sheets; the warm embrace that should have been holding her was gone.

The heavy curtains blocked out most of the light, making it impossible to tell the time of day.

She fumbled for her phone, turned on the screen, and saw it clearly displayed—12:01.

"Hmm...it's already noon?"

She mumbled softly, rubbing her slightly sore eyes; the lingering sleepiness made her feel languid.

My brain gradually restarted, but the fatigue from being up until 3 a.m. last night was still lingering in my body.

"Chen Yan?"

She subconsciously called out to the empty space beside her, her voice carrying the languor of someone just waking up and a hint of barely perceptible dependence.

No one answered.

A strange emotion welled up inside me, like a child waking up and not being able to find their parents.

She lifted the thin blanket and sat up, her thin silk nightgown slipping off her shoulders.

Too lazy to find slippers, she simply walked barefoot out of the bedroom on the cool wooden floor.

The living room is bright and airy, with sunlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The air was filled with an irresistible aroma—the smell of warm food, mixed with the fragrance of rice porridge and a certain smoky, charred scent of grilling.

Barefoot, she followed the aroma toward the open kitchen.

As she walked to the boundary between the dining room and the living room, the scene before her made her pause and fully wake up.

Chen Yan was standing in front of the bright kitchen counter with his back to her.

He was dressed in comfortable loungewear, the sleeves casually rolled up to his elbows, revealing a section of his well-defined forearms. He lowered his head slightly, intently watching the sizzling eggs in the frying pan, his long, slender fingers gripping the spatula with practiced ease. The rice cooker beside him emitted wisps of steam, clearly cooking porridge inside.

The morning light outlined his tall profile, and his usual arrogance and sharpness were replaced by a gentle, homely warmth, filled with a comforting, down-to-earth atmosphere.

As if sensing her gaze, Chen Yan turned around at that moment.

He was still holding a white porcelain plate with fried eggs in his hand. When he looked up, he saw Jiang Zhixin standing a few steps away, barefoot and looking at him with sleepy eyes.

"woke up?"

Chen Yan put down the plate and walked over in a few steps.

His gaze lingered on her smooth feet for a moment, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"The ground is cold, why aren't you wearing shoes? You're such a worry!"

Jiang Zhixin only belatedly felt the coolness of the tiles under her feet. She curled her toes a little embarrassedly, and a faint blush rose on her face.

Hmm? That's not right!
Why is he lecturing me when he's only 19?
That tone of voice, and that frown... it's like they're managing a child who can't take care of themselves!
Damn it, could he really be treating me like his daughter...?

This thought made her cheeks burn even hotter.

"Ahem, why are you up so early?"

Jiang Zhixin asked, "But he must have used up more energy last night."

"If I don't get up, who will cook for you?"

Chen Yan continued working in the kitchen, saying, "Go wash your face and brush your teeth, we'll be eating in 10 minutes." "Okay."

Jiang Zhixin responded softly, and then obediently went to the bathroom to wash up.

Well, the generational hierarchy is really messed up.

Toilet.

As Jiang Zhixin brushed her teeth, she couldn't help but recall Chen Yan's appearance in the kitchen earlier.

Shedding his usual arrogance and sharpness, he wore soft loungewear and an apron (wait, he doesn't seem to be wearing an apron? But that focused figure frying eggs makes you wonder if he should), his sleeves rolled up, revealing his muscular forearms, busy in the morning light...

That scene suddenly felt so cool, so manly!
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and Jiang Zhixin suddenly felt that Chen Yan seemed to be getting more and more attractive...

After brushing her teeth, she looked at herself in the mirror.

Her features were bright and delicate, without a single flaw. Her hair had a natural fringe and was casually draped over her shoulders, exuding charm.

Wearing a casual light blue silk nightgown, the simple color made her face even more beautiful.

At this moment, she pulled down a thin strap on her shoulder, instantly revealing most of her breasts and the shocking purple marks on them.

Jiang Zhixin sighed softly, "Well, it's not entirely his fault. If I were a man, I probably wouldn't be able to resist a body like that either..."

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When Jiang Zhixin came out of the restroom, a simple lunch had already been set on the dining table.

Two bowls of steaming, golden millet and pumpkin porridge, a few refreshing side dishes, and a sunny-side-up egg that Chen Yan had just fried, with slightly charred edges and a runny center, all exuding an enticing aroma.

Chen Yan was sitting at the dining table waiting for her. When he saw Jiang Zhixin come out, he pointed to the seat opposite him and said, "Eat it while it's hot."

Jiang Zhixin hadn't eaten breakfast, and she had used up too much energy last night, so her stomach was already growling.

She quickly sat down, picked up a spoon, and scooped a spoonful of warm pumpkin porridge into her mouth. The sweet aroma of rice mixed with the soft and glutinous texture of pumpkin, along with just the right amount of warmth, slid into her stomach, instantly soothing the emptiness within.

"Mmm...delicious."

She squinted her eyes, like a contented cat.

Just then, Chen Yan seemed to remember something, raised his head, looked at her, and spoke calmly:
"Oh right, I have to go to Shanghai this afternoon."

Jiang Zhixin paused in her chewing, then looked up at him: "Going to Shanghai? Today? So suddenly?"

"Ah."

Chen Yan nodded and stirred the porridge in his bowl with a spoon. "There's a collaboration to discuss, I have to go there."

"Ok."

Jiang Zhixin's tone was a little disappointed as she asked softly, "Then... will you be back tonight?"

Chen Yan put down his chopsticks and looked at her with a mischievous expression:
Do you want me to come back?

Jiang Zhixin sensed the sarcasm in his words, pouted, and said against her true feelings, "I don't want to!"

"Oh, then I won't come back."

"Whatever! Reply or not, it's up to you!"

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(End of this chapter)