Chapter 1404 Making Trouble In Kitchen

Cherish blushed at Perrin's comment. She stared at her brother and thought, 'Can't he say something
nice about me for once?'

Perrin was amused by Cherish's embarrassed expression. He impishly messed up her hair.

"Don't go around wreaking havoc here, okay? If you do, I will immediately take you back home and
confiscate all your pocket money," Perrin said. He winked at his sister and flashed her a mischievous
smile.

"Humph!" Cherish glared at Perrin.

"You have to forgive my sister, Auntie. She doesn't like being called spoiled, although it's the truth,"
Perrin turned to Leah. He pinched his sister's cheek, trying to annoy her more.

"No worries. You two are so adorable. I wish I had a daughter, too," Leah replied, smiling.

"I'll get going now. Thank you for warmly welcoming my sister to your home," he said. After getting in
the car, Perrin rolled down his window and waved goodbye.

"Drive safe, dear," Leah reminded. She held Cherish's hand as Perrin drove away.

After Perrin was gone, Leah led Cherish into the house.

"Let's go see your room, Cherish. I had it decorated. I'm not sure if you'll like it, but I'll have it changed if
you don't," Leah told Cherish excitedly. She could not help smiling. She and Cherish were about to go
to the guest room when Carlos pulled her aside to talk to her privately.

"Mother, Cherish can't even take care of herself. How do you expect her to take care of me?" Carlos
asked with raised eyebrows.



Carlos knew clearly what his mother was trying to do.

"How could you say that? She came here willingly for you. You should be thankful," Leah said crossly,
glaring at her son.

"You worry about me too much. I'm fine. I don't need help," Carlos replied.

"Cherish came all the way here for you, Carlos. Do you want me to drive her back home? Wouldn't that
be a little ungracious?" she asked.

"Mother..." Carlos still wanted to say something but decided against it.

His mother was right. It would be rude to send Cherish back home right after her arrival.

"Forget it," Carlos said as he waved his hand and went back to his room. Leah went back to Cherish
and took her hand.

"Ignore him, dear. He's just being stubborn." After Carlos left, Leah immediately comforted Cherish.

She knew what Cherish was thinking. A woman's mind could be fragile because of a man.

Cherish simply nodded. Leah could not help feeling sorry for her.

It was a good thing that she was there when Carlos walked in. She could only imagine how Cherish
and Carlos' encounter would have played out in her absence.

"So what do you think of the house? Do you like it?" Feeling the change in Cherish's mood, Leah
quickly changed the subject.

Cherish looked around. She decided that she was not in the mood to care about anything else. As long
as she could stay with Carlos, she was satisfied. "I like it very much, Auntie," she said with a smile.



"Oh, good. Come, I'll show you to your room," Leah said happily, patting Cherish's hand.

"All right. Thank you, Auntie." Leah then led Cherish to her room.

Cherish got up early the next day. She spent last night searching for recipes online. She wanted to
make something special for Carlos.

She made her way to the kitchen and found the chefs and servants preparing breakfast. Seeing her
come in, they all greeted her.

"Are you making breakfast?" Cherish asked.

The chief chef nodded and said, "Yes, Miss Shen. Are you hungry already?"

"No. I want to make some porridge for Carlos. I want to do it myself," Cherish said and blushed.

She had not cooked anything in her life. This would be her first time. She wondered how her porridge
would turn out.

"Would you like some assistance, Miss Shen?" the chief chef asked. He had already been told by Leah
to treat Cherish like a member of the Li Family, so he decided to offer her some help.

"No, it's all right. I can manage," Cherish politely declined.

She wanted to give Carlos something she made herself.

The chief chef nodded and let Cherish get to work.

Seeing so many people in the kitchen, Cherish felt a little embarrassed. She thought for a while and
said, "Well, how about I make breakfast for everyone this morning and you all get some rest?"

"Miss Shen... I don't think that's a good idea. This is our job," a servant said awkwardly.



"Yes, Miss Shen. We can't let you do our job," another cook added.

"I insist. Go get some rest. I'll take care of everything," Cherish said. She knew they felt a little awkward
because they knew who she was.

"All right. We'll leave the breakfast preparations to you, Miss Shen. Thank you," the chief cook said. He
was stunned. Although he did not believe that a lady like Cherish could cook, he still decided to
concede to her wishes.

Seeing that the chief chef had agreed, the others did not say anything more and went out of the kitchen
obediently.

After everyone left, Cherish took out her phone and followed the recipes she had downloaded step by
step.

She put some millet in a pot, added some water, and put the pot on the stove. After setting the pot over
the fire, she took out a few eggs and carefully broke them into a bowl.

She then set a pan on another burner and poured some oil into it. She poured the whisked eggs into
the pan after heating the oil for a bit. Some of the hot oil splashed on her hand.

Cherish suddenly recoiled and dropped the spatula she was holding. She inspected the small blisters
on the back of her hand and bit her lip in pain.

While the eggs sizzled and burned on the pan, Cherish regretted her insistence on preparing breakfast
by herself. She should have known that she could not do it alone even with a step-by-step guide.

Cherish had been too busy nursing her small injury to notice that the millet congee had boiled over the
pot and was now flowing into the flames. Seeing this, Cherish panicked and grabbed the pot without an



oven mitt. The heat bit into her palms. She screamed and dropped the hot pot of millet congee on the
kitchen floor.

The chief chef and the kitchen staff heard the loud clang of dropped kitchenware and hurried to
Cherish's rescue.

Smoke from the burning eggs now clouded the kitchen.

It was thick enough to obscure anyone's view.

"Miss Shen? Where are you? Are you all right?" the chief chef called.

"Yes, I'm okay. I'm right here," Cherish replied in between coughs.

The chief chef and his staff went in and saw Cherish squatting in a corner with two vegetable leaves on
her head.

"Miss Shen, what happened? Are you hurt?" the chief chef asked worriedly while helping Cherish up.

'If I had known that Miss Shen would blow up the kitchen, I never would have let her cook by herself, '
the chief chef thought remorsefully.

He checked Cherish for any cuts or burns.


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