Since She Met Lucian

"The Zhan Group is involved in the construction industry. Today, I went to the basic level unit and worked there. I learned a lot from that experience. I realized I should support those grass-root employees first and foremost," Lucian said as he leaned against the sofa.

He looked especially handsome with his face being lit under the crystal lamp. Amelia gazed at his face, feeling a vague sense of comfort as the thick silence enveloped them.

"Are you hungry? I'm going to cook." Amelia was surprised when she heard herself say this.

Lucian, who had just closed his eyes, opened his eyes and asked in disbelief, "You can cook?"

"A bit. Of course, rich people like you don't really care for the home-cooked meals that I know how to make. That's OK. I cook for myself," Amelia hurriedly explained.

She was easy to be softhearted and couldn't bear seeing someone exhausted in front of her. It was her instinct to take care of others.

Lucian raised the corners of his mouth, not saying a word. He couldn't stop himself from smiling.

After Amelia familiarized herself with the kitchen, she finally grabbed all the ingredients she needed and started preparing.

Lucian was still in the living room. When he smelled the food Amelia was cooking, he felt as if his exhaustion had disappeared. He stared at the clock, lost in thought. He felt like he was in a time loop—like it was five years ago and he would stand by the kitchen door, hands in his arms, watching someone else flit across the kitchen, cooking.

Amelia could feel someone's eyes on her back. Turning her head, she was surprised to find Lucian standing there. She flashed him an awkward smile and said, "You can go back to the living room and watch TV first. Dinner will be ready soon."

Being stared at like that made her uneasy.

"What? You don't like me watching you cook? Do you get distracted by my handsomeness?" Lucian teased, letting out a chuckle.

Amelia frowned. While she certainly didn't like what he said, she kept her mouth shut. After all, she needed his help tomorrow.

After Amelia served all the hot, steaming food she had cooked, Lucian was taken aback. He had no idea that Amelia knew how to cook! Even so, he still said to her, "Well, I wonder if this is edible."

Amelia didn't know what to say, so she just proceeded eating.

In the end, Lucian was enticed and sat across Amelia.

He popped a piece of chicken in his mouth and started chewing hesitantly. Soon, the wrinkles in his eyebrows had ironed out. 'She's a good cook!' he thought inwardly.

"Lucian, if you don't like it, you can ask your assistant to order some takeout for you," Amelia snorted without looking up.

said bluntly, "Well, it's not

What a ridiculous excuse!

she had cooked since he didn't like it anyway. But when she recalled that she had to ask him to come with her to the Mo mansion tomorrow, she restrained

smiling,

dinner, Lucian seemed to read what was on Amelia's mind. Smiling knowingly, he commented, "I thought

dishes. If the sink wasn't

less than a week, figure out what she was thinking? It was either Amelia was just that easy to read or

looked like he had just gotten out of the shower. His thick chest was

go earlier." Lucian looked charming and handsome even when he was just standing there, holding a cup of coffee. If only he didn't look so

eyes were gleaming as she nodded in

visit more thoroughly

"If you can't

first. But when she did, she smiled in

cold and indifferent after

a string of rapid knocks on her door. She hurriedly put on her clothes

find a group of girls. After giving her a polite salute, they said, "Mrs. Amelia,

step back in embarrassment

front replied with embarrassment, "Mrs. Amelia, this is an order. We

had no choice

He had not only picked out a dress for her but had also hired people to do her make-up. As she sat in front of the mirror, gazing at her made-up face, she couldn't

later, her

wearing a nice and sharp grey suit. He looked absolutely handsome, his eyes slight narrowed and his nose slightly turned up. His lips were curled in a way

at the wedding with Lucian, he would definitely attract all of the attention. He

I think you'll pass as my wife,"

her head bashfully, which made

minutes later, the car drove out of the SJ Garden. Amelia remained silent. The frustration on her

not over it?" He knew he had

turned her head aside and

early, so Lucian drove

a small duplex apartment. The gated front yard was littered with all kinds of plants and flowers—a hobby that Vernon had developed.

the door. A few bridesmaids were playing tricks

them in silence. She was startled