Cheng Ling didn't know how he paid and walked out of the supermarket. Li Yan's words were like a curse, which kept replaying in his mind.
Is the fourth master Li Yan is talking about Xi Shiche?
When did Xi Shiche save Li Yan?
Cheng Ling only felt that his brain capacity was insufficient. Call Li Yan. Her phone is off again.
She could only go home first, wait for Xi Shiche to come back, and then ask him.
When Cheng Ling went back, it was the time when Xi's chef was preparing to cook. The old housekeeper saw her carrying large and small bags of materials. I basically had an idea in my mind, "Is the wife going to cook for the young master?"
This is basically an affirmative sentence, and the old butler silently gave Cheng Ling thirty-two likes.
Today is the day. Maybe with a wife. Mr. Xi will live better.
It was not the first time Cheng Ling cooked for Xi Shiche. When she put things in the kitchen, the chefs understood what she meant and readily gave her the whole kitchen.
The old butler knew that Cheng Ling didn't like others stepping into the kitchen when he was cooking, so he stood by the door and poked his head. "Ma'am. There's a delivery for you."
"Please put it in the room for me, I'll see later."
The old housekeeper saw what Cheng Ling did for Xi Shiche today. He felt that Cheng Ling definitely deserved the title of Mrs. Xi, so he didn't care whether Young Master Xi would talk about him again.
"Okay, I'll put it on for my wife now."
After the old housekeeper left, Cheng Ling began to work seriously.
Li Yan's words were still lingering in her mind, the more she wanted to know, the more she wanted to please Xi Shiche.
Xi Shiche was a treacherous businessman through and through, and he didn't have enough interests, but he couldn't pry his mouth open.
So, for tonight's meal, Cheng Ling prepared well. In addition to the ingredients he bought, he also added the stock in the kitchen.
As for the ice cream, she used all the ingredients she bought, and she absolutely wanted to gag him.
Yaosheng Group
"President, President? Are you off work?"
Zhang Hanhan rubbed his eyes, wondering if he was suffering from presbyopia at a young age, or had hallucinations due to work fatigue. It is only seven o'clock, seven o'clock, and the life of overtime work has just begun. The president usually works overtime and persists until the end People, how did you change today?
I don't know what surprise that disobedient little woman will give him?
Xi Shiche smiled happily, and saw that the staff in the general affairs office were still working overtime, except for a certain empty position.
"Well, inform the administration department that all employees don't need to work overtime tonight. Go home to recharge your batteries and continue working tomorrow."
Before Xi Shiche left, he gave such an order on purpose. Seeing his back disappear before his eyes, the general affairs room exploded.
"Do I have auditory hallucinations, and I don't need to work overtime? I even brought the pillow mat, and I don't need to work overtime to catch up with the project. The sun rises from the west today, or are aliens invading the earth? I'm starting to doubt myself now."
"Great, forget about him, I'll call my husband right away and ask him to pick me up and go home."
"I've never seen the president look so impatient. No matter how you look at it, it looks like a date. Don't do it. The president belongs to everyone."
"Fuck off, can you stop treating the CEO so superficially? Women are a big deal in the CEO's mind. In my opinion, it must be a big deal. We hope to double our bonus by the end of the year."
In less than three minutes, everyone in the general affairs room was gone, and Cheng Ling's empty place was no longer so abrupt in the darkness.
*
Xi Shiche walked into the hall, took off his coat, put the small bag in his hand on the table, and walked into the kitchen.
"Smells good, what did you do?"
Cheng Ling was doing the finishing touches when suddenly a pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist, and a clear breath filled the tip of her nose. She was familiar with this embrace, "Sweet and sour fish, you should like it."
"There are also Kung Pao chicken, steamed pork ribs with minced garlic, loofah with minced garlic, and white shellfish and seaweed soup. Do you like it? If you don't like it, I can replace it with some you like."
"Suddenly being so nice to me, what's the bad idea?"
Every time Cheng Ling showed weakness to please, it was too purposeful, and Xi Shiche had long been used to it.
Cheng Ling rolled his eyes, held the shovel in one hand, and put his other hand on his waist, "Is it okay to treat you right now?"
Remembering that today's purpose is to make Xi Shiche happy, Cheng Ling urged a few times, "Hurry up and wash your hands and go out for dinner."
This is a very common family speech!
The hands around Cheng Ling's waist suddenly stopped, and the eyes looking at Cheng Ling became deep and long, "Okay."
It was rare that Xi Shiche washed his hands obediently, and then took out the dishes for Cheng Ling.
This scene, like an ordinary family, is plain and warm.
Seeing this, the old housekeeper winked at the servants around him. Within a minute, there were only Cheng Ling and Xi Shiche in the entire hall.
A table is full of delicious and ordinary dishes, without delicacies from mountains and seas, but they are precious to Xi Shiche.
It's not the first time for Xi Shiche to eat Cheng Ling's dishes. I have to say that her dishes really suit his taste, or her taste suits his taste.
After a meal, he ate twice as much as usual.
She had expected that he would eat a lot, so she also made a lot of ice cream.
"Hey, I don't know if you like it or not, but it's very comfortable to eat ice cream in this weather."
Usually she is not happy, but she will be happy after eating ice cream, but she doesn't know if the charm of ice cream will work for Xi Shiche.
She had starry eyes, seemingly casual, but the anticipation in her eyes could not be concealed.
"it is good."
Just like what I thought, the tabletop was as clean as a typhoon had swept it. Except for the ice cream left over, there were basically no leftovers.
Thinking about it, this is also normal. After eating so many things and being able to eat so much ice cream, it is already quite remarkable.
Cheng Ling was about to clean up the dishes, but Xi Shiche grabbed his wrist, "Where's my gift?"
He was like a child begging for a gift from an adult, with anticipation shining in his eyes.
The first time I met Xi Shiche's childish side, Cheng Ling was pleasantly surprised, but also had a headache, she pointed to the pile of empty plates on the table, "Hey, I ate all of your presents. "
Xi Shiche was stunned. Is this the gift he got after leaving behind a billion-dollar business?
"you sure?"
Xi Shiche gritted his teeth secretly, always feeling that this woman was teasing him.
Cheng Ling didn't know how much Xi Shiche expected from the gift, and she dared not say it now, but the gift was actually just ice cream, and the dishes on this table were all incidental and purposeful.
"Didn't you eat quite satisfactorily just now?"
Seeing Che's disgust when she was present, Cheng Ling muttered a few words in a low voice.
"Eat you, I will be more satisfied."
Can someone tell her that today is really a particularly sad, lost day? Why can he play hooligans/rogues so happily?