Male God is Chasing My Brother[Entertainment] (男神都在追我哥[娱乐圈])

Chapter 28.2 - He is worried about Jinchen's Illness

Note: This is a plot transition chapter, there is no main CP.

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Translated by: mochimúwù

Unedited. So there will be some typos and grammatical errors. Bear with me QAQ

Part 2/2 of chapter 28~~

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Li Qiucheng sent a message with off-duty hours, but Xin Zimai didn't want to admit it, so Li Qiucheng pretended he didn't know. He smiled and didn't ask more questions, instead he said, "Go upstairs. I bought yellow-bone fish soup for dinner."

Xin Zimai had always found it strange. Li Qiucheng had obviously grown up abroad, yet he learned a lot of handful of good Chinese skills like making porridge and soup. What Xin Zimai thought was quite difficult, it looked extraordinary in Li Qiucheng's hands.

Xin Zimai asked curiously before, but Li Qiucheng only said that his mother was good at cooking, so he had been cooking since he was a child. This description made Xin Zimai even more curious about his aunt who was friends with her mother, but he had never met her before.

The two of them took the elevator upstairs. Li Qiucheng was carrying two large bags full of ingredients, including yellow-bone fish for the fish soup. Xin Zimai originally wanted to help out politely, but Li Qiucheng didn't give him any. He only let him open the door first, so Xin Zimai walked in front of him with empty hands.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong. He was like a playful child, leaving his parents alone behind to carry big bags. But Li Qiucheng's look was so natural that it seemed as if Xin Zimai had thought too much.

When he returned home, Li Qiucheng went to buy ingredients and started cooking. Xin Zimai came home after more than half a month of tiredness. He just wanted to collapse on the sofa when he suddenly received a call from Zhou Jinchen.

Li Qiucheng rolled up his cuffs to reveal his bony wrists. He was busy in the open kitchen area and intermittently heard Xin Zimai's voice.

Xin Zimai's call was long and by the time the creamy yellow-bone fish and tofu stew was served, he was frowning and talking in the living room. Li Qiucheng glanced at him and turned to bring up some fried dishes.

It turned out that when Xin Zimai lived by himself, he hadn't even unpacked the whole set of kitchen utensils he had bought, and his life depended on takeaways. If it weren't for Li Qiucheng, those beautiful porcelain bowls would have been dusty until they were obsolete.

Only when the three dishes and one soup were ready did Xin Zimai hang up the phone. He came back after washing his hands, his eyes were still a little empty. When Li Qiucheng brought him the fish soup, he sat down and stared at the bowl of creamy white fish soup with stars and onion rings floating on it.

Seeing this, Li Qiucheng asked, "What's wrong?"

Xin Zimai took a long time to hear it. He reacted and waved his hand, "Nothing. It's something at work."

Li Qiucheng said, "Right, someone in our group also mentioned this matter. Did Jinchen win an award? I haven't had the time to congratulate him yet."