After removing redundant data, don’t forget to send it to Xiaodu. I must see the data early tomorrow when I arrive at the office,” instructed Dr. Jiang to her assistant. “That’s it for today; I’m leaving now.”
After arranging her work, Dr. Jiang grabbed her bag and left.
“Doctor has been leaving early these days; is she going on a date?” the assistant guessed with a smile.
Dr. Jiang used to be the type who wished she could live in the laboratory. But these days, as soon as it was time to leave work, she disappeared.
And that spring-like appearance on her face, everyone noticed. You couldn’t fool anyone. She must have met an excellent man!
Tanaka blew on the coffee cup and said casually, “Probably.”
On the way, Dr. Jiang remotely contacted Xiaona, “Xiaona, what is he doing?”
“Doctor, when you say ‘he,’ are you referring to Major Yan He?” Xiaona asked.
“Yes, Xiaona,” Dr. Jiang said, “In our conversations from now on, whenever I say ‘he’ without context, it refers to Major Yan He. Note this in your language logic.”
“Okay, Xiaona will remember.”
“Then what is he doing now?” Dr. Jiang asked.
“Major is in his room; his room is in a surveillance blind spot, so I can’t know what he’s doing,” Xiaona said.
Dr. Jiang was very disappointed, “Isn’t he cooking?”
Why did Dr. Jiang leave so early? She spent the whole day at the company wondering if Yan He would cook in the evening, thinking about it all day, feeling anxious.
“At this moment, no,” Xiaona honestly described.
It’s also her expecting too much. Ms. Zhang Ya, who is so skilled in cooking, only steps into the kitchen two or three times a week. She had a home-cooked meal, and now she greedily hopes that Major Yan will cook every day?
Sigh.
“Okay,” Dr. Jiang said somewhat disappointed, “Tell him that I got off work early today. There’s a good restaurant near Nice Garden, the drive is not more than ten minutes. Ask if he’d like to go try it.”
“Sure, Doctor.”
Yan He was in his room organizing the full audio-visual diary on his hard drive.
(TN: If you’re wondering why these sound random, it’s because he’s watching his video diaries.)
“There are only a few who can really compete in this individual competition, but most of them are not worth fearing. I took a look, and it’s only Tori Pavich, Leclerc Dack Kray, Fanny White, and Old Yang, all familiar faces. Oh, the girl Yalishan sent by the Seventh Army this time is good; she’s sure to make it to the top three.”
“Shrapnel hit the eye; Raff, this guy, is it bad luck or good luck? Maybe it’s both, after all, he didn’t die. Brain damage, though; his body won’t be able to coordinate movements in the future, and he can only retire.”
“The girl I went on a date with yesterday was nice; her name is Cynthia. AI, add her number to my contacts, group: Women.”
“Let’s see what I can hunt this time. The Snow Thunder Beast is not an ordinary prey. This catch could break my previous hunting record.”
Yan He adjusted the playback speed, played multiple screens simultaneously, and went through these accumulated videos. He had been watching them all the way on the road to the capital star, but there were too many, and he hadn’t finished organizing them. It was impossible to watch them all, so he only picked out those marked as important to view.
Xiaona conveyed Jiang Miao’s invitation, and after listening, Yan He closed all the audio-visual diaries without replying to Xiaona. Instead, he directly called Jiang Miao.
The call was immediately answered.
“Major?” Dr. Jiang’s fair face appeared on the screen.
“Doctor,” Yan He said, “Getting off work so early today?”
“Haha, the deadline is still far away, and thinking about having you at home, I wanted to come back early. Let me tell you about that restaurant…”
“Doctor, come have a dinner at home; I’ll cook,” Yan He interrupted Jiang Miao. “I mentioned this to you this morning. I hope your rehabilitation plan starts today. It’s not advisable to engage in strenuous activity after a meal. Come back and exercise for an hour first, and then have your meal after the practice.”
“Oh? Well, okay!” Dr. Jiang’s expression could be described as both surprised and happy.
What was she happy about?
After ending the call, Yan He rubbed his chin and thought for a moment, saying, “Xiaona, tell the doctor that the spare ribs are already stewing on the stove.”
“Okay, Major.”
“What? Didn’t you just say the Major wasn’t cooking?” Jiang Miao’s eyes widened. Visit g.com for the full chapter.
Xiaona, with the confidence typical of a machine, replied, “At the time when the doctor asked, the Major was indeed in his room and not in the kitchen cooking.”
But the spare ribs had been simmering on the stove since the afternoon; it’s just that Dr. Jiang didn’t ask if there was food cooking in the kitchen.
Jiang Miao rubbed her forehead.
“Xiaona,” she gave instructions, “logically link questions about whether the Major is cooking, culinary activities, and food in the kitchen.”
“Okay, Doctor,” Xiaona replied after a moment, “Linked.”
Yan He was in the kitchen chopping vegetables. As he hadn’t started stir-frying yet, there was no smoke. He kept the kitchen door in the “open” position.
Just as Xiaona finished saying “Dr. Jiang has reached the door,” Yan He heard a loud and cheerful voice coming from the direction of the entrance hall: “I’m back!”
The tone was filled with a joyful vigor, as if looking forward to the act of “coming home.”
Yan He’s hand holding the knife involuntarily paused, and his gaze at the cutting board softened.
Jiang Miao quickly rushed to the kitchen door, took a look inside, and exclaimed, “Wow, you… are hand-cutting vegetables?”
Even when Ms. Zhang Ya cooked, she used pre-cut vegetables specifically for food processors, packaged and prepared by the store. She only needed to stir-fry them to achieve the desired taste.
Yan He, however, followed a completely retro cooking method—he used a cutting board and a kitchen knife to manually handle the natural vegetables.
It could be said to be very old-fashioned.
Dr. Jiang was always tense when she first saw him, but she would unconsciously let down her guard during conversations, becoming more expressive, and her eyes would light up.
At this moment, her face showed a surprised, delighted, and admiring expression, prompting Yan He to couldn’t help but look at her a bit more.
“Your kitchen tools are very neat; it’s a pity not to use them,” he said, “Besides, I’m on vacation.”
That’s right! If he hadn’t mentioned it, Jiang Miao would have forgotten that cooking here was not laborious but a source of enjoyment!
“So, what about me…?” She pointed to her own nose and asked.
“Xiaona, provide the training plan I adjusted to the doctor,” Yan He ordered.
The screen unfolded in front of Jiang Miao, and the new training plan seemed to be slightly… reduced compared to the one she had seen before.
Sensitive to data, Jiang Miao quickly estimated how much this plan had been lowered compared to the one she saw yesterday.
Is this… out of consideration for her, a sports slacker? Jiang Miao was moved by her own imagination.
Child, look at Daddy; he’s such a gentle person!
“?” Yan He looked at her again, “It’s clear, right? Follow this training, and if you don’t understand, you can ask Xiaona. I uploaded a training template to her.”
“Okay! I’ll go right away!” Jiang Miao clenched her fist, turned around, and went back to her room to change clothes.
Yan He: “…” Although her body is not completely healthy yet, this energy is really likable.
Having a girl like her as your child’s mother, are you satisfied?
Yan He’s gaze lowered, focusing on the cutting board. The knife in his hand moved so fast that it was almost a blur, transforming chunky vegetables into extremely thin strands, each one almost identical in thickness.
Jiang Miao was almost exhausted.
The imagined scenario of a man with strong muscles guiding her through the movements never happened—Yan He was the one cooking in the kitchen, and the gym was empty except for her sweating it out.
“Doctor, the range of motion for this exercise is still lacking by 13%. Continue, 9%, 2%, good, now it’s done correctly.” Xiaona rigorously followed the standards uploaded by Yan He.
Jiang Miao: “…” Whimper, whimper, whimper!
Although she whimpered for an hour, Jiang Miao managed to meet all of Yan He’s demands. The intensity was higher than her usual daily training, but it wasn’t unbearable. It was certainly tiring and challenging, but Yan He had a good sense of her limits, precisely pushing her to the edge.
Those who were a bit lazy might not withstand it, but with a little determination, one could overcome this hurdle by gritting their teeth. Read this novel at g.com for the best experience.
Yan He cooked in the kitchen, occasionally lifting his gaze to the bright screen in front of him. As Jiang Miao exercised in the gym, the monitoring data on the screen rhythmically jumped.
Occasional pauses, followed by a quick catch-up.
Yan He could imagine her stopping in the gym, panting heavily, and then quickly rushing to catch up again.
He couldn’t help but slightly raise the corner of his mouth.
When the sound representing the completion of the planned progress, like a bell in a boxing ring, finally rang, Jiang Miao collapsed on the floor.
Drenched, as if she had been pulled out of water.
“Doctor, Major, please go take a shower first; we’ll have the meal together later.”
“O… okay…” Dr. Jiang struggled to get up, “Tell him I’ll be quick.”
When Jiang Miao, having finished her shower, sat at the dining table, she still felt her calf muscles trembling.
Of course, she couldn’t show it.
“Have a massage bath before bedtime tonight,” Major Yan He suggested, “Relax your muscles, and you’ll feel better tomorrow.”
Jiang Miao insisted, “I’m fine. Although the intensity was higher than my usual routine, it’s not particularly tiring.”
“Hmm.” Major Yan He’s expression remained unchanged. “I heard your groans. If your muscles ache, you can use some slow-release ointment.”
“Wait, I didn’t groan…” Jiang Miao’s words weren’t finished when she almost bit her tongue. “!!!”
She didn’t groan; she just whimpered!
He was eavesdropping!
Xiaona!
Xiaona monitored the house 24/7.
In fact, whether Yan He’s blocking device was on or not, in Jiang Miao’s original settings, both bedrooms and all bathrooms were not under surveillance—she wasn’t a voyeur.
But all other rooms, including the living room, dining room, multipurpose room, gym, and kitchen, fell within Xiaona’s monitoring range as common areas. Yan He, with cohabitant privileges, could naturally monitor the gym.
No, no, no, that’s not the problem. The problem is that Jiang Miao didn’t stop talking during her training!
“Ah ah ah, my stomach is so sore!”
“Whimper, whimper, I can’t take it anymore!”
“Wu wu wu, I wonder what dishes Major made today?”
Major Yan He rested one arm on the table, calm and composed, as he said, “I’m cooking. People can’t be in two places at once, so naturally, I have to listen in to prevent you from slacking off.”
“After all, we are striving for a common goal.”
“Right, Doctor?”
Everything he said made sense.
But why is that corner of your mouth lifted?
Why does your gaze carry a hint of mockery?
Ah ah ah! Dr. Jiang wanted to pull her hair!
This person, this man!
All that icy and stern facade is just an illusion!
Big liar!
Sansukini: So funny how she’s already talking to the child when they haven’t even conceived yet.
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