Guide To Reign My Tycoon Husbands - Chapter 328
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Chapter 328: Disgusted with himself
Long Zhong’s eyes brightened when he heard Qi Yongrui’s words. He looked at the mer and asked, “Are you sure?” Long Zhong couldn’t believe his ears; his friend of more than ten years was willing to finally face his fears? This was something that he did not expect.
“I am sure.” Qi Yongrui nodded as he leaned forward and picked up the package that was lying in front of him. The tempting scent of the black onion tart spread all over the office; even Long Zhong, who had eaten all kinds of delicacies, could not help but swallow hard.
He looked at the tart in the hands of Qi Yongrui and couldn’t help but ask him, “Where did you buy it? I have eaten a lot of black onion tarts, but I don’t think I have smelt a tart as tempting as this one.”
Qi Yongrui paused in his actions as he lifted his head and looked at Long Zhong, who was peeking at the pastry in his hands.
“Are you speaking the truth?” Qi Yongrui thought that Long Zhong was exaggerating. How could a tart baked by Luo Huian be this good? But Long Zhong nodded and said to him,
“You don’t know. Black onion tarts are not easy to make; sometimes the bakers can burn the onion while cooking them and thus the burnt scent. Only a few bakers can caramelise the onions properly and make them smell this sweet.”
When Qi Yongrui heard Long Zhong’s words, his eyes widened a little. He was speaking the truth? Was Luo Huian really that skilled? However, he then calmed down. So what if she was skilled? He couldn’t eat this tart anyway. No matter how skilled a chef or baker was in the past, he had never been able to finish a meal or stop himself from throwing up.
Many times Qi Changpu brought him to a restaurant to create an image of a loving and caring sister. Those restaurants’ chefs were so skilled that even the association’s members praised them with a lot of gusto.
But him? He didn’t like the meal at all and ended up throwing up everything.
Qi Yongrui was partly speechless. He looked down at the black onion tart before bringing it to his lips. In all honesty, he had no hope—after all, for Qi Yongrui, everything was just the same.
No matter what kind of meal he was eating, everything tasted the same: bland and papery.
Thus, he had no expectations.
So, without any expectations, he took a bite and closed his eyes for the same nauseated feeling to overwhelm him along with the guilt and worry of getting fat.
However, he continued to eat. One bite, two bites, three bites —
The tart in his hands was finished, but the nauseated feeling did not surge in his throat. Qi Yongrui was stunned; he looked at the crumbs of the tart on his fingers, and his heart thumped with nervousness and excitement.
There was no feeling of rejection; instead, he felt like a kind of soft yet warm current was flowing within his body.
“What the—”
Qi Yongrui muttered as he picked up the beef pastry and took a bite from it. He usually disliked eating meat because when he was young, Qi Changpu killed the dog that he liked and took care of.
But as if she thought that wasn’t enough, she had the chef cook it and made Qi Yongrui eat it. Ever since then, dishes related to meat have made Qi Yongrui really nauseated and upset.
His stomach would start churning at the very thought of eating it.
However, as he took a bite of the beef pastry, Qi Yongrui didn’t get the same disgusted feeling. He chewed carefully and slowly as he waited for his stomach to hurl everything that he had eaten.
In return? No matter how long he waited, his stomach remained fine. It was as if a separate kind of energy was padding his stomach, making it impossible for him to feel sick.
“Yongrui? Why are you crying? Is the pastry that good?”
Long Zhong’s voice snapped Qi Yongrui out of his daze as he raised his hand and wiped the tears off his cheek. He blinked his eyes and then looked at the tips of his fingers; it was just as Long Zhong said to him,
He was crying.
Why was he crying? Was it because he had never eaten anything this good? Or was he disgusted by the fact that he had tried to harm a woman who, despite his disgusting and selfish intentions, took care of him?
And though Qi Yongrui did not dare to ponder deeply into the matter, he knew the truth. He was disgusted with himself, to the point that he wished he could cleanse himself to his smallest toe.
How could he—to such a woman? No wonder she despised him to such lengths.
“Achoo!” Luo Huian sneezed as she covered her nose with her hands.
She raised her head and glared at Wei Yuxian. If Qi Yongrui could see her now, he would be so touched that he would have cried. Because after all, there was someone who was even more despised than him!
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“Why are you here? Can’t you see that I am severely allergic to you?” Luo Huian sneered at the mer. She did not even call him; how come he turned out to be so shameless that he appeared without an invitation?
Wei Yuxian looked at Luo Huian, whose entire body was oozing hostility, and he smiled at her.
He said, “Miss Huian, I am just here on the order of Madam Yeqing.”
Luo Yeqing: He is lying. I did not give any orders like that!
Luo Yeqing, who had no idea that she was once again used as a shield, suddenly shivered in her officer and rubbed her arms. Her new assistant looked down at her and questioned, “What’s wrong, Madam Luo?”
“I don’t know; I just feel like I have been wrong to the greatest point.”
The assistant: “….” What are you even talking about?
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