The Disabled Villain Omega Uses Her Riches to Get Close to People (GL) - Chapter 10

Jing Chaocao first soaked the black fungus and took the shrimp out of the refrigerator.

Holding the knife blade, her movements were fluid as she removed the shrimp veins, leaving the shrimp intact.

If the usual cook were here, they would certainly be amazed by her knife skills.

She lit the fire, added oil, and once it reached the right temperature, she sautéed the green onion and ginger. She then added the prepared shrimp and black fungus, quickly tossed the wok a couple of times, and the dish was ready.

Finally, she sprinkled some shredded cucumber on top. The colors were vibrant, and the shrimp had a beautiful sheen, easily meeting a five-star hotel standard.

President Chi really has good taste, Jing Chaocao complimented herself mentally.

It would be a great pity in life not to eat her cooking.

She quickly finished the assorted braised vegetables and the mushroom soup.

Since it was only for two people, she didn’t need to cook too much, and these dishes were relatively simple and quick to prepare.

Therefore, in about half an hour, Jing Chaocao had finished all the dishes and placed them on the dining table.

She returned to the living room, intending to call the other person for dinner, but saw her intently focused on the computer.

Recalling her observations, it seemed that aside from when she was feeling unwell, the other person was always busy handling company matters.

I knew it! Most novels are deceitful!

A normal CEO is busy working and making money every day. How could they have so much time for romance?

It was President Chi who gave her a sense of security; she didn’t have to worry about the company going bankrupt or anything like that.

But no matter how busy she was, eating was necessary.

Jing Chaocao walked up to the Omega and said, “President Chi, it’s time to eat!”

After concluding various tasks, Chi Wanzhu was slightly surprised to hear the voice.

She hadn’t expected Jing Chaocao to cook a portion for her.

Looking at the Alpha’s bright eyes, Chi Wanzhu pursed her lips and still refused: “I usually can’t eat anything after a Pheromone Disorder flare-up.”

“Ah? You can’t eat anything at all?”

Perhaps because of the other person’s good intentions, Chi Wanzhu was uncharacteristically explanatory: “I will supplement with some diluted saline and sugar water.”

Her tone was casual, showing no concern about the matter, as it was routine for her.

Hearing this, Jing Chaocao couldn’t help but sigh.

No wonder the Omega looks so slender.

What a bad habit to not eat when sick.

Hearing the sigh, Chi Wanzhu looked at the Alpha before her.

Tall and beautiful, with her hair simply tied into a high ponytail, she was wearing an apron.

The initial excitement was gone, replaced by another emotion. Her bright eyes were also a little dimmed.

Chi Wanzhu couldn’t quite discern the emotion but could only guess.

If it were peacetime, she probably wouldn’t have cared at all.

But now, her agitated pheromones were satisfied, the company matters were resolved, and she was in a good mood.

Is she angry?

After all, the other person had worked hard to cook the meal. It was a kind gesture even if not a success, and she had rejected it.

Chi Wanzhu thought about what the other person liked and wondered if she should compensate her.

But before she could take out her bank card, she heard the Alpha’s voice, “Why don’t you try it first? You don’t have to eat it if you don’t like it.”

If Jing Chaocao knew Chi Wanzhu’s guess, she would deny it.

She was purely motivated by the responsibility of a traditional Chinese medicine student, unable to stand by while a patient didn’t eat.

Chi Wanzhu had a rare misjudgment; the other person wasn’t angry after all.

She seemed to be “coaxing” her to eat.

The words she originally intended to use to refuse turned into a simple “Okay” without her realizing it.

Chi Wanzhu rubbed her fingertips, silently thinking, The effect of pheromones.

But upon hearing her agreement, Jing Chaocao smiled: “That’s right. You’ll only get better if you eat more.”

In traditional Chinese medicine, food therapy is a crucial treatment method.

And sometimes, judging whether a patient is improving is based on whether they have an appetite.

She wanted to share more knowledge, but as she was about to speak, she met the calm eyes of the Omega before her.

“…”

Jing Chaocao subconsciously touched her neck.

Why do I feel so cold? I almost forgot the person opposite me is Chi Wanzhu!

Swallowing all the “nonsense,” Jing Chaocao only asked, “May I hold you?”

She could guess that it must be very difficult for Chi Wanzhu to get into her wheelchair by herself every time.

But given the last experience, she felt it was better to ask.

However, as she asked, she released a strand of fir pheromones to make it harder for the other person to refuse.

A five-million-dollar service must have perfect attention to detail!

Chi Wanzhu didn’t speak, but extended her arm, implying consent.

Only after being lifted did she say, “You don’t need to ask next time.”

This was the opposite of what she said yesterday.

Jing Chaocao wasn’t surprised at all and immediately replied, “Okay.”

Could this be President Chi going back on her word? Of course not!

President Chi must have her reasons for doing this.

As for what the reason was, that didn’t matter.

There is a reason, anyway.

Jing Chaocao simply placed the other person in the wheelchair and wheeled her to the dining table.

Seeing the surprise in her eyes, Jing Chaocao asked with a smile, “Does it look appetizing?”

I knew Chi Wanzhu doubted my cooking skills.

The fresh colors of the vegetables were preserved, and the food was steaming hot, with a strong aroma of home cooking.

Chi Wanzhu was genuinely surprised, having not expected the other person to be capable of this level of cooking. “Mm.”

Alright. She was satisfied with a one-word affirmation from the other person.

The bowls and chopsticks were already set. Jing Chaocao first served her a bowl of soup. “Have some soup first to warm your stomach.”

However, she was genuinely hungry. After serving the soup, she started eating her own portion.

It was best to eat the food while it was hot.

Jing Chaocao wasn’t exactly gobbling down her food, but she was eating chopstick after chopstick, making it look particularly appealing.

Chi Wanzhu had never had this kind of experience before.

She had attended all sorts of banquets and dinners and eaten with others, but no one had ever been this natural in front of her.

They were either distracted, claiming to be eating, but most of their attention was focused on closing a deal with the Group.

Or they rigidly adhered to the etiquette of elite families, pausing their chopsticks after just touching the food. Often, after several hours, the dishes on the table remained untouched.

Perhaps drawn by the other person’s appetite, Chi Wanzhu, who hadn’t intended to pick up her chopsticks, took a sip of the mushroom soup the Alpha had served her with a white porcelain spoon.

The soup was savory and rich, the shredded chicken tender and soft. After swallowing, the fresh sweetness of the mushrooms lingered on her palate.

More importantly, the usual nausea and vomiting symptoms were absent.

She lowered her gaze, gripping the white porcelain spoon, and took another bite a moment later.

Jing Chaocao saw her movement and asked with a smile, “How is it? Doesn’t it taste great?”

I told you, there are no people who don’t want to eat, only people who don’t know how to cook!

As she asked, she used a serving chopstick to put some assorted braised vegetables on the other person’s plate. “Eat more vegetables too.”

“Not bad.” Chi Wanzhu didn’t refuse and casually asked, “How did you make it?”

She was actually more curious about why eating the other person’s food didn’t trigger her usual adverse reaction.

But the other person certainly couldn’t answer that question. Even she couldn’t figure out the key to it.

Jing Chaocao hadn’t expected Chi Wanzhu to be interested, and she shared the cooking method without reservation.

“When stir-frying shrimp, be sure to use less water so the texture is better…”

“For the mushroom soup, remember to adjust the heat constantly and try to simmer it longer; the flavor will be richer…”

“…”

“But cooking requires practice.”

Jing Chaocao didn’t think President Chi looked like someone who cooked. “You can remind the auntie to cook lighter meals later.”

Chi Wanzhu didn’t hear anything different about the cooking method.

But she noticed another point: “You started cooking at a very young age?”

The information she had on the other person did mention her time in the orphanage as a child.

It wasn’t strange that she knew how to cook.

“Yes,” Jing Chaocao nodded, deliberately adding, “Everyone who has ever eaten my cooking has been satisfied. No one has ever said it wasn’t delicious.”

She could now add one more person today. She felt Chi Wanzhu’s “not bad” could be counted as a “delicious” rating.

Hearing this, Chi Wanzhu’s hand holding the white porcelain spoon paused for a moment, and she asked, “Many people have eaten it?”

Jing Chaocao nodded: “Yes.”

She didn’t dwell on the question and was about to ask Chi Wanzhu if she wanted some rice.

But at that moment, the doorbell rang.

Jing Chaocao was slightly puzzled. She looked at Chi Wanzhu first. “Should I open the door?”

An ordinary person wouldn’t be able to find their way here, so it was likely someone who had the other person’s permission.

Chi Wanzhu: “…”

Assistant Lin. The assistant was probably holding the food from Season’s Zhai restaurant.

She had a momentary thought that, in some matters, Assistant Lin didn’t have to be so perfect.

Perhaps not hearing an answer, Assistant Lin rang the doorbell again.

Chi Wanzhu: “…Open it.”

She watched Jing Chaocao head to the door, intending to text Assistant Lin.

But her phone was in the living room, and it was too late to retrieve it now.

This was the first time she was experiencing the feeling.

She realized the emotion she was feeling was guilt.

Jing Chaocao opened the door and stepped aside, ready to let the other person in: “Assistant Lin? Do you need President Chi for something?”

She thought the two might have company matters to discuss.

Assistant Lin only stood at the door, not moving, but smiled and said, “Miss Jing and President Chi probably haven’t eaten yet. I brought food from Season’s Zhai.”

Jing Chaocao was silent for two seconds. She felt incredibly sharp, and asked casually, “President Chi’s idea?”

Assistant Lin nodded.

She felt she had guessed the truth.

Based on the timeline, Chi Wanzhu must have ordered the food when she had already started cooking.

It seems Chi Wanzhu really didn’t trust my cooking skills!

But she didn’t show any difference in front of Assistant Lin, and even asked, “Thank you. Did you eat? Do you want to join us for a bite?”

The door was slightly ajar, and Assistant Lin couldn’t see Chi Wanzhu inside.

But for some reason, she felt the other person’s cold gaze on her.

Besides, eating with President Chi, she felt she would be frozen stiff and suffer from indigestion.

Assistant Lin quickly refused: “No need, thank you, Miss Jing.”

With that, she quickly left.

In a few seconds, Jing Chaocao couldn’t see the other person’s figure anymore.

She ran so fast.

She looked at the Season’s Zhai food she was holding and slightly raised an eyebrow.

She closed the door and returned inside.

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Walking into the kitchen, Jing Chaocao deliberately raised her voice: “President Chi, your Season’s Zhai is here.”

She didn’t know what Season’s Zhai was, but she could guess.

It was probably a five-star hotel or a high-end private restaurant, or at the very least, a specialty restaurant with a reputation in Jiang City.

After all, anything brought before Chi Wanzhu couldn’t possibly be bad.

When she placed the Season’s Zhai food on the dining table, she also happened to see the empty plate next to the other person.

The vegetables she had served her moments ago had been eaten.

Jing Chaocao snorted inwardly, Now you know my cooking is delicious?

I’m not that easy to appease!

Chi Wanzhu had already guessed the situation when the doorbell rang.

If it were anyone else, she probably wouldn’t have bothered to explain.

But having just eaten the food the other person made, she felt compelled to offer an explanation, as the saying goes, one should speak nicely when fed by others.

Chi Wanzhu rested her fingertips on her forehead and said, “I originally ordered it for you, but it seems it’s no longer needed.”

“For me?” Jing Chaocao hadn’t considered that possibility.

“Mm.”

She connected this to Chi Wanzhu’s earlier comment about not wanting to eat.

So she asked an extra question: “Both portions were for me?”

At the door, she had presumed it was one portion for each of them.

“Alphas generally have larger appetites.”

This level of explanation was rare for Chi Wanzhu.

Jing Chaocao couldn’t help but laugh: “It’s not that huge.”

But for some reason, she managed to sense a hint of care in the Omega’s cold words.

The words she had originally intended to say were all forgotten, easily persuaded by the other person’s two sentences.

“Then I’ll take it with me later. It’s a shame to waste it.”

Both of them had eaten enough and weren’t hungry anymore, so she might as well take it back for dinner.

She was also curious to taste what high-end restaurant food tasted like.

Chi Wanzhu didn’t object: “Do as you wish.”

After finishing the meal, Jing Chaocao had completed everything she needed to do.

She asked, “President Chi, may I use the bathroom? I want to take a shower.”

After the mark, pheromones still lingered on her body, making it inconvenient to go out.

Chi Wanzhu had returned to the living room and resumed handling her emails.

“The room on the right on the first floor is available.”

As for clothes.

Chi Wanzhu looked at the pile on the sofa with a calm expression, as if she wasn’t the one who had desperately sought pheromones from them earlier.

She couldn’t wear the clothes the other person had left behind last time. She mentally ruled out this option.

So she said, “For clothes, you can ask Assistant Lin to bring a set.”

Jing Chaocao did have Assistant Lin’s contact information.

But she thought about all the things the assistant had to do every day: picking her up from school, handling the property transfer agreement, dealing with Chi Wanzhu’s company matters, and even finding time to deliver lunch and clothes to them…

She’s busier than a spinning top!

She thought this, but her fingers didn’t stop typing the message.

She still needed clothes.

【Assistant Lin, could you please help deliver a set of my clothes?】

After all, apart from Assistant Lin, she couldn’t exactly expect Chi Wanzhu to find her clothes.

Even if she had clothes, I wouldn’t dare wear them!

【Assistant Lin: Sure.】

An instant reply, without even needing to ask for the size.

Jing Chaocao again silently praised Assistant Lin’s efficiency.

She couldn’t resist asking the person in the room: “President Chi, how many assistants do you have?”

“Assistant Lin is the Chief Assistant. She has five other assistants under her.”

She was actually planning to hire two more assistants recently, but the matter was postponed because she hadn’t found suitable candidates.

Chi Wanzhu was reading emails, not looking up, and casually asked, “What’s wrong?”

The other person’s thoughts seemed very sporadic, always jumping from one topic to another.

“Nothing…” Jing Chaocao felt it was too far out of her realm of common knowledge.

Is this what a CEO is like?! So many assistants!

“It’s just that I’ve only met Assistant Lin. I feel she’s very capable and can do everything.”

Chi Wanzhu gave no comment to this statement.

A CEO’s assistant starts at a six-figure monthly salary. Lin Xin, as the Chief Assistant, earned even more.

If they couldn’t handle things, why would the company hire people?

However, she recalled that Assistant Lin had indeed helped her with many tasks recently and completed them perfectly.

She opened the chat box with Assistant Lin.

【Are you tired from work lately?】

At this moment, Lin Xin, who was in a shopping mall, heard the special notification sound and took out her phone.

Upon seeing the message, her footsteps abruptly halted.

Since when did President Chi start showing humanistic concern?!

Was her account hacked? Did Miss Jing send it? Or did she accidentally click the wrong button?

Countless possibilities flashed through her mind, but only for less than a minute.

She tentatively replied: 【No, I’m not.】

【President Chi: I’ll have HR give you a raise next month.】

Lin Xin: !!!

She didn’t know why Chi Wanzhu suddenly said that.

But the familiar tone made her completely rule out the possibility of her account being hacked!

Then, recalling what Jing Chaocao had told her this morning, “Ask President Chi to raise your salary”…

It wasn’t a lie after all! This sudden windfall!

Jing Chaocao, who went into the bathroom right after commenting to Chi Wanzhu, had no idea that her status in Assistant Lin’s eyes had just risen another level.