The Billionaire's Priceless Darling: 33 Days of the CEO's Pursuit - Chapter 57 - I Really... Miss You 2

Xiao Ai glanced at Li Juefeng’s sullen face, feeling a bit puzzled. Did she upset him this time?

By this hour, all the servants in the Li Family villa were already asleep.

In the kitchen, Xiao Ai was cooking noodles, cracking a couple of eggs and skillfully chopping tomatoes and other vegetables to mix in.

Li Juefeng, draped in a robe, leaned casually against the kitchen door, watching her deft movements. “When did you learn to cook?”

How could a Young Lady, who never lifted a finger, adapt so well to a Cinderella lifestyle? He had wanted to ask ever since he saw her make Sweet and Sour Fish.

Her diligent and uncomplaining manner of doing chores was unexpected. Given her previous proud peacock-like demeanor, she would have likely shrieked at the sight of grease.

Even as his mistress, which restored her to her former status, she seemed content with a few old dresses and sweaters, despite the tabloid fame he offered being enough to buy a wardrobe full of designer clothes.

“After 7th grade.” Xiao Ai didn’t need to think twice about her answer. Her life took a turn in 7th grade, flipping her world upside down.

When did she start wearing old clothes? After 7th grade.

When did she stop sleeping with dolls? After 7th grade.

When did she learn to do housework? After 7th grade.

When did she start picking up even a penny from the ground? After 7th grade.

When did she begin to dread meeting old classmates and friends? After 7th grade.

So many things changed.

“It’s ready.” Xiao Ai perked up, serving two bowls of noodles and placing them on the dining table outside. She smiled and called to Li Juefeng, who was still standing motionless at the door, “Come eat, aren’t you hungry?”

“Yeah.” Li Juefeng walked over, sat down, and picked up his chopsticks to taste the noodles. They were light and refreshing, cooked better than he ever managed back in the day.

He and she were two extremes.

The year she transformed from a Young Lady to a Cinderella, he was brought back to the Li Family, transforming from a street punk to the Third Young Master.

Since then, he hadn’t cooked anything himself.

“Is it good?” Xiao Ai didn’t have much of an appetite; she just watched him eat.

“It’s alright,” Li Juefeng reluctantly gave a lukewarm review, though his chopsticks never stopped moving…

Such a contrary man.

If it were Chu Shixiu, no matter how bad the food tasted, he would surely say in the gentlest voice, “Xiao Ai, this is really delicious.”