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Forced to Marry Mr. Billionaire

Chapter 348
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Chapter 348: Chapter 348: Hold Him Tight 5

They rolled out the dough and wrapped them together, making plenty but only boiling enough for two people.

An Ruo had initially marveled at how Tang Yuchen seemed to be a natural; his dumplings looked good on his first

try. She felt annoyed and jealous inside.

But when the dumplings were fished out of the pot, she felt balanced again.

Half of the dumplings had fallen apart, leaking filling, leaving only the skins.

And the ruined dumplings were the ones Tang Yuchen had wrapped.

An Ruo couldn't resist teasing him, "No matter how pretty they are, it’s useless if your skills aren't solid. The

filling shows as soon as they boil."

Tang Yuchen was silent for a moment, not speaking, just fishing out dumplings.

He placed the good ones on one plate and the ruined ones on another.

Seeing him silent, An Ruo thought her words had hurt his pride and quickly tried to remedy, "Actually, you did

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very well; it tookseveral tries to learn."

"Let’s go, eat the dumplings." The man said indifferently, showing no emotion.

An Ruo thought, how petty this man is! It was just a casual remark, was it necessary to give her the cold

shoulder?

Back in the dining hall, Tang Yuchen pushed the plate of ruined dumplings directly in front of her, asserting

confidently, "This portion is for you to eat."

"Why?" An Ruo, startled, pushed it back towards him and tried to grab the good ones, "Whoever wrapped them

should eat them."

"Is there any meaning to eating your own dumplings?" He slapped her hand away and pushed the plate back to

her.

Looking at the pitiful plate of dumplings, An Ruo gritted her teeth, "You're just retaliating because | said your

skills weren't good enough. You should humbly accept my criticism, not feedthese failed experiments!"

"Anyway, if | eat this plate, you can only eat that one." The man grabbed a dumpling and put it into his mouth,

deliberately savoring the taste.

"lI won't eat this; these are yours, you eat them."

An Ruo pushed them back to him again and forcefully snatched the good plate from in front of him.

Fearing he would snatch it back, she guarded it with both hands, her eyes unavoidably showing a triumphant

smile.

Tang Yuchen inwardly scoffed, thinking she could stop him just by guarding them?

He suddenly stood up and walked behind her, wrapping one arm around her from behind and restraining her

hands to keep her from moving.

With his other hand, he quickly grabbed the plate, poured the dumplings into the plate of ruined ones, and

stirred them with chopsticks, ruining the good dumplings as well.

Great, now none of them were edible.

An Ruo, speechless with anger, exclaimed, "Tang Yuchen, you're so childish!"

The man sat down beside her and started to eat the ruined dumplings, "Actually, these taste pretty good too,

don’t believe me, try some."

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Seeing him enjoy the dumplings, An Ruo felt tempted to try as well.

Indeed, who decided that only the good dumplings should be eaten? The ruined ones tasted the same, perfectly

edible.

Perhaps because it was New Year's Eve, An Ruo also felt like being childish.

She took a bite and indeed found a unique taste.

Tang Yuchen raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "Doesn't it taste pretty good?"

"It’s really good, feels like I'm eating a hotchpotch." An Ruo, struck by inspiration, added smeat and some

vegetables into the plate, stirring everything evenly with her chopsticks.

"Now it really is like a hotchpotch."

She couldn't help but let out a proud laugh, and Tang Yuchen too added a lot of veggies to it, turning a plate of

dumplings into something completely different: "An Ruo, with so much here, you must finish it today."

"You have to finish it too. Whoever eats less, is a piglet!" she retorted spiritedly.