Chapter 68 - Getting Along Like an Old Husband and Wife

Cen Muqi pushed open the door to the study and walked inside. After taking a few steps, he suddenly stopped. He looked at the bookshelf where the documents were placed. He slightly frowned.

“You’re back, CEO Cen?”

Ji Naitang’s voice sounded from the door. Cen Muqi turned to see Ji Naitang leaning on the study’s door and poking his head in. He said, “I don’t know where Aunt Su went. She didn’t make dinner either.”

“Something happened at home, so she will take a leave from time to time. When did you get back?”

“I just got back. What are we eating for dinner?”

Cen Muqi walked over to put his briefcase on his desk. His eyes stopped on the mouse for a while, before he said, “What do you want to eat?”

“I can eat anything. I just went to the kitchen to look at the ingredients. There’s not much left. Why don’t I make noodles for you?”

“Noodles?”

“En. I’m very good at cooking instant noodles. Do you want to try it?”

“Okay.”

“Then wait a second. It’ll be done soon.”

Ji Naitang walked towards the kitchen. He couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief when he walked into the kitchen. Fortunately, he was so vigilant because of his childhood experiences. He would detect any little movement. Otherwise, it would be over today.

He calmed himself and put on an apron. He then rolled up his sleeves to cook instant noodles. While he waited for the water to boil, he couldn’t help but think about the odds that Cen Muqi would notice.

“Are you making boiled water for me?”

Cen Muqi was leaning leisurely on the kitchen door. Ji Naitang returned to his senses and discovered that the water in the pot was boiling. He quickly added the instant noodles. “I’m a little distracted today.”

“What’s wrong?”

Ji Naitang beat two eggs and added it in the pot. While stirring, he said, “I went to the mental hospital to visit my little uncle. He’s not doing too well.”

Cen Muqi had told Assistant Liu to investigate Ji Naitang before, so he knew that his little uncle had turned crazy twelve years ago. He was in a mental hospital right now. But he didn’t know what his and Ji Naitang’s relationship was like. It seemed now that they had a very good relationship.

“Why did your little uncle become crazy?”

“Because of my brother’s death. My little uncle felt guilty. He thought he caused my brother’s death. Plus, the people he trusted betrayed him one after another. So, he completely collapsed when he saw my brother’s body.”

Cen Muqi was somewhat curious about Ji Moyu’s death. If it was a simple kidnapping case, why did Ji Naitang say at the resort that he caused his brother’s death? And now, his little uncle blamed himself for Ji Moyu’s death and became crazy. So, in the end, who caused Ji Moyu’s death?

The fragrance of instant noodles slowly permeated the kitchen, but the atmosphere was a little low right now. Cen Muqi didn’t ask anything more and Ji Naitang didn’t say anything else.

A few minutes later, Ji Naitang divided the cooked instant noodles into two large bowls. He was going to bring the bowls one by one to the dining table. But Cen Muqi came over, picked up a bowl in each hand, and walked towards the table.

Ji Naitang froze for a moment. He felt that they were getting along like an old husband and wife. It was really nice.

He brought two pairs of chopsticks and two spoons over. Then the two people sat facing each other and started to eat noodles. Ji Naitang lowered his head and smelled the noodles. It was really fragrant. This was the only thing that he could cook.

If he and Cen Muqi lived together without a housekeeper, they would have to eat out every day. Otherwise, with their cooking skills, eating their own cooking once or twice was doable. But anything more would be torture.

“How’s it taste? Is it good?”

Ji Naitang looked at Cen Muqi with an expectation of being praised. Cen Muqi took a bite and said, “Although it doesn’t look very good, it tastes really good.”

“What? Is that a compliment or an insult? CEO Cen, I allow you to rearrange your words and then praise me again.”

Cen Muqi replied without thinking, “Although it tastes really good, it doesn’t look very good.”

Ji Naitang: “……”

He finally understood how Yao Yuanjing felt when he said he was about to be die from anger every time!