Chapter 96

"Beautiful is beautiful, but..." She is a married woman.

Mubei thinks that she is still very sad. For the first time in more than 20 years, she was sincere to a woman, but she ended up in such a tragic situation.

This man is not only a married woman, but also a wife whose sister likes men.

This dog blood drama

"But what?" Mu Ying grabs his arm and shakes it, urging him to continue.

Mubei frowned, pursed her lips, "but I won't tell you. It's better than you anyway."

If you let this domineering sister know whether he likes a married woman or lingxiaohan's wife, she will go to her father and sue him.

The consequences are unimaginable.

"Oh, tell me. I promise to call her sister-in-law respectfully." Mu Ying blinks a pair of bright eyes.

Mubei broke off her warm little hand and said, "my sister-in-law, I haven't caught her yet."

And he's not going to chase.

The price is too heavy for him to bear.

Mu Ying burst out a bright smile, with his hands on his hips and cackled, "it's useless for you to be the third brother in love, even a woman can't catch up with you."

"It's as if you can catch up with Ling Xiaohan." Mubei throws a white eye.

Mubei's words saw blood stabbing muying's heart.

Yes, I've known Ling Xiaohan for nearly four years, and I've chased him for nearly four years. She has grown from a little girl to a big girl.

But at last uncle Ling married Ji Qianchen.

See Mu Ying's face is pale, the body is stupefied and motionless pestle is there, Mu Bei stretches out a hand to pat her shoulder, "Xiao Ying, continue to work hard, brother looks after you."

"You don't think much of me, and I will continue to chase you. Uncle Ling is mine, and it must be mine. How are you? I'm going." Muying left Mubei and walked out with firm steps. Her face was filled with determination.

"Where are you going?"

"Of course it's uncle Suiling."

The housekeeper dragged muying's luggage and bowed respectfully to Mubei: "third young master, then I will take care of the young lady."

"Well, let her stop fooling around. It's not Paris."

"OK, third young master, how do you take care of yourself?" The housekeeper nodded and dragged his luggage to catch up with Mu Ying.

Six in the evening.

Ji Qianchen returns to yunjingwan after work.

Arriving at the door, the housekeeper opened it for her.

"Little lady, welcome back."

"Well." Ji Qianchen responds with a faint voice and walks in.

"Young lady, there is a guest in the living room who says he is a friend of the young master." The housekeeper followed her respectfully, reporting to her as he walked.

"Since it's Ling Xiaohan's friend, treat him well." Ji Qianchen didn't think much about it, but returned quietly.

"It's a good hospitality."

Go to the entrance of the hall.

Ji Qianchen's steps are hard to stop.

The eyes were burning, looking at the woman lying on the sofa like a hostess.

Muying

How could she come to China.

Ji Qianchen tightly clutched the bag belt and prepared to face the enemy in a state of alert.

"Oh, who do I think this is? It turned out to be a distant guest. " Ji Qianchen's voice and color are loud and clear, and he walks in calmly and magnanimously. He tries to show his magnanimous demeanor as much as possible.

She can't lose her identity when people come from afar.

"Aunt, you are back at last." Mu Ying hears the sound and rubs down her mobile phone and climbs up from the sofa.

Aunt Ji Qianchen has black lines on her face.

The embarrassed look on his face was restrained, and he kept his usual bright smile: "little fart boy, did you come to find my husband? He's busy. He shouldn't come home so soon. How about I treat you? "

The word "hospitality" is extremely heavy.

Muying smiled and waved: "don't be so polite, auntie. I'm so casual at Uncle Ling's house. You don't have to entertain me."

This girl is simple and lovely. She really thought she was going to entertain her, but she didn't realize that her hospitality was going to be in double quotes.

"Yes, I want to. I'm really tired after such a long flight. Have you had dinner?"

"No, I'm waiting for uncle Ling to take me to seafood dinner." Mu Ying shrugs and answers truthfully.

Ji Qianchen's deep eyes fainted with a smile of unidentified meaning: "it's very unfortunate that you can't eat the seafood dinner until tomorrow. Why don't I cook it for you myself?"

The housekeeper next to him heard that his wife was going to cook.

The body couldn't help shivering, trying to hold back the expression on the face, not to relax.

"Auntie, can you cook? I can't see it. "

Mu Ying looks at Ji Qianchen with a pair of ice blue eyes as pure as a lake."I'll do it for you." Ji gave the bag to the housekeeper, then rolled up his sleeves and went into the kitchen.

Mrs. Zhang in the kitchen is picking vegetables and washing dishes. Seeing Ji Qianchen's figure, she quickly turns around: "little lady, why do you come in? Go out quickly. There is a lot of oil smoke in the kitchen."

"I came in to cook. They are all fried, aren't they? Let me. " Ji Qianchen walked to the kitchen table.

It's time for another big show.

"Here Young madam, but the young master told me not to let you cook. " Zhang Ma's face is ugly, and the dishes in her hand are neither put down nor said.

"I don't cut vegetables this time. You are in charge of cutting. I'll fry some dishes and entertain the friend outside." Ji Qianchen picks up the spatula, fires and pours oil.

Mother Zhang stood by and looked at it with fear that the kitchen would be bombed. When the young master came back, she couldn't get away with it.

"Little lady, there's more salt."

"It's OK. How delicious the salt is." Anyway, it's not her food. How delicious it is. It's none of her business.

"Little lady, there is more water."

"It's OK. How much water it boils."

"Little lady, no cooking wine."

"Little lady, hot pepper."

……

Zhang Ma stands aside and stares at Ji Qianchen, who destroys the dishes.

"Zhang Ma, stop talking and help me prepare some crabs and prawns." Ji Qianchen wiped the sweat on his forehead and ordered Zhang ma.

"OK."

Zhang Ma washed some fresh crabs and prawns and put them in a basin. "Little lady, crabs and prawns are more complicated. Let me do it."

"No, they don't need to be done. You can find a plate and put it on the table."

Ji Qianchen thinks that muying is going to have a seafood dinner, so she can have enough.

"Ah? But these are all alive. " Zhang Ma's old face was stunned for a while. After living for most of her life, she had never seen a live crab or prawn on the table.

"Good life, fresh." Ji chuckles and takes the last dish out of the pot.

"Then shall I take it out now?"

"Later, I'll serve the hot dishes first."

Ji Qianchen comes out of the kitchen with his masterpiece.

Ling Xiao's figure of Han Wei'an appears at the gate, and he just gets off work.