His Venomous Former Boss Chased Him And Beat Him Fiercely Chapter 17

I can… help you make it.

—After Qiu Zhijie finished his call with his mother, the egg fried rice was also done. He cooked often, and even while talking on the phone, he hadn’t made any mistakes, resulting in a very good final product.

Carrying the finished fried rice to the living room, he faced Kong Xunwen, who was also eating on his tablet, and slowly sent a mouthful of rice into his own mouth.

Be direct, be more direct.

*

Because Kong Xunwen had set an alarm, he ate relatively early today. By the time he finished his meal, the sky hadn’t completely darkened yet.

Carrying his streaming equipment, he walked back toward the stream room. He was now completely used to doing his own work while addressing the bullet comments and talking to the viewers behind the camera.

The room dedicated to streaming was a bit dark now. The light outside had been bright just before he left, but now he needed to turn on the lights.

Kong Xunwen put the equipment back on the stand and turned on the light.

Just as he was walking toward his seat, he heard a child’s voice calling him from outside.

“Kong Guoguo!”

He paused. The stream didn’t hear it, and seeing him stop, they thought the connection had lagged.

After Kong Xunwen stopped, he didn’t hear the voice again, making him wonder if he had misheard. After all, only Little Boss and her friends called him that, and usually, this time of day was when the children rushed home.

But soon, the shouts of “Kong Guoguo” grew closer. It wasn’t auditory hallucination.

This time, the stream heard the sound too.

Huh? Is that a child’s voice?

Could it be the streamer’s child? He’s so young, and he already has a kid?

No way, it sounds like they’re calling him Gege (older brother).

Kong Xunwen said, “It’s the neighbor’s children. I’ll go see what they need first. You all can chat for a bit, and I’ll be right back.”

okok, Streamer, go ahead.

The streamer is very trusting, not afraid we’ll run off while he’s gone.

Hahaha, but honestly, I mainly want to see when the streamer finishes the detailing. I feel like it already looks incredibly good.

Same here. I was just admiring it, and then the streamer put the next stroke right there.

…

Given the situation, leaving temporarily was fine.

Kong Xunwen opened the door and saw Liu Tingfang already in the courtyard, peeking into the living room, with several other heads popping up behind her.

Little Boss saw Kong Xunwen and called out again, “Kong Guoguo,” her face happy.

Kong Xunwen nodded in response. “Why are you here at this time?”

This seemed to remind the children of something. The small figures immediately stopped walking toward the living room and ran toward the courtyard gate. Little Bai, Yezi, and Ni’er, who had also realized the situation, followed, with Pangpang, still slightly confused, trailing behind.

Kong Xunwen couldn’t help but follow, feeling curious. He conveniently turned on the lights in the living room and the courtyard.

The children only stopped when they reached the courtyard entrance.

There was a high threshold at the entrance, which was a bit too high for them, so they needed to hold onto the door frame to get over it.

This gave Kong Xunwen a chance to catch up. He saw the baskets by the door almost immediately.

The baskets were filled with many things: vegetables, fruits, meat, and so on. He even saw a whole, processed chicken.

Kong Xunwen was stunned, but then he realized. This must be because of what happened this morning. However, these parents seemed to overestimate his cooking skills a bit.

If they gave this to him, he wouldn’t know how to handle it.

Moreover, he hadn’t planned on accepting it. To be honest, the incident this morning was mainly due to the children’s quick thinking, and he had done almost nothing. Accepting so many things felt undeserved.

When he asked the children, it was indeed because of the incident.

After explaining, Little Boss carried her family’s basket forward. Perhaps fearing the child didn’t have enough strength, they had provided a small cart. The basket on top was stuffed full, piled into a small mountain, almost tumbling off.

Kong Xunwen quickly took the basket and put it back on the cart.

Little Boss spoke from the side, “My grandpa and grandma were coming, but Grandma He told them, so they sent me instead.”

She slowly explained, roughly detailing the village’s handling of Aunt Yu.

Essentially, she paid compensation, and the items previously taken from Liu Tingfang’s house were returned at a similar price, but that was about it.

After all, although she had pinched Liu Tingfang, it hadn’t caused serious harm. This was the best outcome they could achieve.

Kong Xunwen nodded. This method of handling it was quite good.

Little Bai, standing nearby, slowly nudged the basket she was carrying toward Kong Xunwen’s courtyard, and she almost managed to push it inside.

If Kong Xunwen hadn’t caught sight of the basket on the threshold in his peripheral vision.

He helplessly stopped her, took the items out, and faced Little Bai’s slightly unhappy expression, explaining, “Even if I accept all this, I won’t use so much.”

After a standoff with the children, Kong Xunwen finally kept some items, mainly fruits and vegetables. The meat… was still something he couldn’t handle right now.

This reason was enough to convince the children.

The item he received the most of was cucumbers. They were fresh and vibrant green. According to what the adults had taught the children to say, the vegetable gardens were currently full of cucumbers.

After sending off the persistent children, Kong Xunwen watched their small figures approach the adults—the parents had been waiting not far away for their children.

It was completely dark now. The streetlights in the village were dim, and the parents had flashlights ready, casting long, dark shadows on the ground.

He felt immense gratitude toward Grandma He. If a whole group of people had shown up, he truly wouldn’t have known how to handle it.

Turning back with the baskets of goods, the stream was still running.

Since his mouth was a bit idle, he simply washed a cucumber and walked into the stream room while eating it.

After the crisp crunching sounds, he slowly explained, “A neighbor just sent some things over.”

Ahhh, that sounds like a delicious cucumber. I want neighbors like that too.

Be honest, Streamer, is your main job actually mukbang?

The sound is so nice.

*

Kong Xunwen streamed until past ten that night. In the end, there were over five hundred people watching, and his followers increased, though not by much.

Kong Xunwen was already very satisfied. He was gaining traction right from the start.

After saying goodbye and ending the stream on his phone, Kong Xunwen stretched. His vision suddenly went black, and he felt a bit dizzy. He held onto the nearby drawing board and took a moment to recover.

He pressed his forehead. He was very familiar with this feeling; it was likely low blood sugar, but just in case, he decided to visit the hospital later.

He checked his phone. The smart home manager he contacted needed time to adapt to the appliance models and batches he provided, as some of the appliances in his house were old. He had also custom-ordered some other appliances.

They would all be delivered together.

He washed up and went to bed, waking up again past eight the next morning, feeling very pleased.

Coincidentally, he heard the familiar sound of car brakes again.

Oh, no.

Kong Xunwen paused his movements when he heard the sound, staring blankly at the noodles in his bowl for a moment. He hadn’t closed the courtyard gate yesterday. He turned his head and looked out the kitchen window.

Ah, sure enough.

Qiu Zhijie, dressed impeccably again today, appeared in his dusty little courtyard.

To be precise, he hadn’t entered the courtyard yet; he was at the gate.

Kong Xunwen didn’t know what to do now. He had already refused everything he could. What should he do in this situation?

“Didn’t I tell you not to come?” Kong Xunwen sounded somewhat weak.

Qiu Zhijie heard him speak, then entered the gate and walked into the courtyard, standing before Kong Xunwen. He glanced at the clear noodle soup in the young man’s bowl, frowned, and said, “I also said I would still come.”

“You eat this for breakfast?” he asked.

“Yes. If you don’t like it, don’t look.”

“Don’t eat that. What other ingredients do you have at home?” Qiu Zhijie rolled up his sleeves.

Kong Xunwen looked up at him strangely. “What are you doing?”

“Making breakfast.”

“You came to my house and are going to make breakfast for yourself here?” The young man’s eyes widened.

Qiu Zhijie suddenly understood what his mother meant yesterday by “be direct.” He pursed his lips and explained in a slightly halting, detailed manner, “This… isn’t nutritious. I know how to cook. I can… help you make it.”

“Don’t eat this.”

Kong Xunwen’s eyes widened again.

Huh? Is this right? Is this Qiu Zhijie? Is it really not someone else?

But looking left, right, up, and down, this was indeed Qiu Zhijie’s face, Qiu Zhijie’s style of dress, and even the sapphire ear cuff on his ear was one Qiu Zhijie particularly liked.

Qiu Zhijie couldn’t help but turn his head slightly, his ears red. He had never spoken like this before.

But Kong Xunwen still said, “…No need.”

The blush on his ears faded almost instantly. At the same time, Kong Xunwen watched as the man’s originally softened features hardened again, and something seemed to flash in those eyes.

“I’ll make it,” the man said, his face slightly tight, and he strode toward the kitchen.

Kong Xunwen’s gaze followed him for a few seconds, then he lowered his head and took another bite of noodles.

He’s unhappy now?! Who was it that showed up uninvited?! And who was it that randomly said his noodles weren’t nutritious?!

It was already extremely generous of him not to kick him out!

The young man’s cheeks puffed out, and he forcefully shoved a large mouthful of noodles into his mouth.

Although it was plain, just noodles, it was already very good for him to make it this way, okay?! And he hadn’t even looked up a recipe!

Qiu Zhijie started preparing ingredients before remembering and returning to the living room. Sure enough, he saw the young man still stuffing noodles into his mouth; the bowl was already half empty.

…

He should have just taken the bowl away directly.

Never mind. He’d make a thick soup. It needed some vegetables and eggs, at least.

Kong Xunwen saw Qiu Zhijie’s movements and inwardly snorted. He slowed down his eating. He absolutely would not eat anything else later.

Qiu Zhijie probably realized this. Although Kong Xunwen was confused why he went back to the kitchen, he didn’t intervene.

It wouldn’t matter if he said anything anyway.

He slowly finished his noodles and was about to take the bowl to the kitchen to wash it when he saw Qiu Zhijie emerge carrying a bowl of thick soup, mixed with some vibrant green vegetables.

The truth was, both the smell and the appearance were extremely appealing. Kong Xunwen had just finished a bowl of…

Alright, he admitted now that it was indeed a bowl of tasteless noodles. Although he was full, seeing the soup now suddenly made him feel like he could eat again.

He immediately averted his gaze. No, he had to stick to his initial decision.

Kong Xunwen tried hard to keep his eyes straight as he took the bowl into the kitchen.

Why hadn’t he known Qiu Zhijie was such a good cook before?

Over there, after putting the bowl down, Qiu Zhijie returned to the kitchen, took the bowl Kong Xunwen was washing, and set it aside. “Have some more.”

Kong Xunwen thought of that bowl…

No! Mustn’t think about it.

He turned his head. “I’m already full.”

“A little more is fine. I made it especially for you.”

Qiu Zhijie didn’t give up and directly raised his hand to half-embrace the young man, guiding him toward the door.

Kong Xunwen eventually sat down at the dining table and tasted the soup.

Mmm, it was very good.