Chapter 863

In the middle of the meal, under the pretext of going out to answer the phone, Mr. Mushan left the banquet hall.

He Lianzhu chased out.

"Si Han, what's the matter? Is the food not to your taste? "

There was no expression on his handsome face, only his dark eyes narrowed slightly. His left hand in his trouser pocket had become a fist.

"Where did you get the chef?"

When he Lianzhu saw the expression of musihan, he immediately thought.

Is there any relationship between him and the chef Feng Yao is looking for?

It seems that he Lianzhu's doubts can be seen through. In a cold voice, Musi Han said, "the food she made is delicious, but it's not what I like. If I can, I want her to make another dish."

I see!

Helian Zhu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is the kitchen? I'd like to order myself." Musi cold road.

Helianzhu saw that Mushan insisted, and she nodded her head, "OK, I'll take you there."

Nanzhi and the chefs are preparing fruit after dinner. Suddenly, there is a movement at the kitchen door, "Si Han, or I will call the chef out. There is a smell of lampblack..."

He Lianzhu was interrupted by the Mursi cold desert voice before he finished saying, "since you are here, it's OK to go in and have a look at other ingredients."

Nanzhi is carving flowers. Suddenly she hears the cold and familiar voice. Her heart suddenly jumps.

The sharp knife almost shaved its finger.

I still remember the last time they got along, when she cut vegetables in the kitchen and accidentally cut her hand, he immediately put her finger into his thin lip.

Nanzhi pressed her lips hard and reminded herself to calm down.

She was now in a robe and veil, and even when he came in, he could not see her.

There's nothing to be afraid of!

But a heart, as if uncontrolled, was pounding.

Seeing he Lianzhu come in with the distinguished sovereign of S, the people in the kitchen stop what they are doing.

Nanzhi also had to stop.

She raised her long quivering lashes and looked at the man beside Hercules.

He took off his suit and coat. He was wearing a white shirt. His black trousers were wrapped with long and straight legs. They were pressed meticulously and showed low-key luxury in simplicity.

Handsome, deep, cold and powerful, more than four years ago.

He lifted his eyelids, glanced at the chefs one by one, and finally fell on Nanzhi, the most unique clothes.

Nanzhi is the only woman in the kitchen and the most tightly wrapped one.

His eyes were very dark, and he could not see any mood ups and downs, just like looking at a stranger. Then, he took back his eyes and opened his thin cold lips, "who is the chef?"

Before Nanzhi could speak, the voice of fengyao suddenly came, "what's the matter?" Seeing that musihan and helianju are in the kitchen, fengyao pretends to be surprised, "Zhuzhu, how did you bring your majesty here?"

He Lianzhu ignores fengyao. She looks at Mu Sihan and says, "Si Han, what do you want to eat? Just give me an order."

Musihan glanced at the woman who was stopped behind by fengyao. He asked in a low voice, "is she the chef?"

He Lianzhu nodded, "yes, she was brought by fengyao, and her craftsmanship is not under Henry."

"Sweet and sour spareribs, chicken wings with curry, beef with sauce. Pack them for me and I'll take them back to the hotel."

Others may hear that these dishes have nothing to do with them. Although mushihan has a noble identity, everyone has different habits and preferences. Maybe he doesn't like the dishes at the party, but prefers the taste of home-made dishes.

But when Nanzhi heard these dishes, she began to turn inside out.

These are just some of the dishes she made before she left.

Now he asked her to do it here. Did he recognize her?

She has tried her best to adjust the taste of the dishes at the party so that he can't taste them. But

Feng Yao glanced at Nanzhi behind him and thought of what she said in the car. He smiled and said, "honey, you're working hard tonight. I'll reward you well when the party is over."

Nanzhi's eyes to fengyao, knowing that he was trying to get rid of her, she smiled.

The conversation between the two fell into other people's ears, which seemed a little warm and ambiguous.

Musi's cold and dark narrow eyes narrowed, and a mist of cool smile passed over his face. Then he said to helianzhu, "since the chef is tired, there's no need to bother her!" With that, he turned and walked out of the kitchen.

He Lianzhu hurriedly followed up.

Nanzhi looks at the back of man's indifference when he leaves. She feels relieved and lost.

The heart seemed to lose weight and fell straight down.

Feng Yao held Nanzhi's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "how are you?"

Nanzhi adjusted her mood, "OK, thank you just now.""It's OK. I know what you think. After tomorrow, I can send you back."

Nanzhi nodded, "OK, I'm busy first. You can go out and do your work."

……

After the kitchen, about 10 p.m.

Old Henry called Nanzhi aside. "Tired, sit down and have a rest?"

Nanzhi sits next to Henry.

Henry took out a bottle of wine and poured a glass for Nanzhi. "I've studied with your master before. Do you remember that he also likes to drink this kind of wine. He would invite me to drink a few cups after each busy time."

……

Fengyao is busy. When she goes to the kitchen to find Nanzhi, she leans against the corner and holds an empty wine glass. Her eyes are full of light smoke.

Feng Yao took the glass out of her hand and held her shoulder. "How can I still drink?"

Nanzhi smiled and swayed. "Henry brought me some wine. When talking about the master, I felt sad and drank a few cups. Who knows that the wine has great potential. It seems that you should take me back to the hotel."

Fengyao didn't know whether to be happy or sad. She was drunk, so rest assured him?

"You know that I secretly love you, but also let me send you, you are not afraid of me..."

Nanzhi laughs and interrupts fengyao's unfinished words, "I know you are cynical on the surface, but you are a gentleman in your heart, otherwise, with your wealth, you have already forced me, haven't you?"

Feng Yao snorted, "women are too smart to be cute."

South Gardenia eyebrow eyes curved down, there is usually no playful, "I do not take the lovely route."

Feng Yao, "..."

The drunk woman is obviously much more lovely than the usually quiet and cold look.

Fengyao wanted to leave her in the castle several times, but reason defeated impulse.

He drove her to the only seven-star hotel in telgu.

Fengyao stops at the gate and helps Nanzhi get off.

Just about to help Nanzhi into the hall, suddenly a cold voice came, "Feng Shao."

Feng Yao looked back and saw the man coming down from a black limousine, slightly stunned.

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The fourth is more complete ~

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