Chapter Thirty-Seven: You Should Be Grateful

Shi Ran's face turned red as soon as he "soared".

"Anti-...... You don't have to risk it for me anyway!"

Her expression was very serious, she looked at Ye Tingshen with a red face, and Shi Ran was at a loss for what he teased her, and she didn't know how to answer him at all.

Ye Ting's deep and narrow eyes were half-squinted, just looking at Shi Ran's current little daughter's posture, and a nameless sense of satisfaction in his heart gradually filled his heart.

Over the years in Yejia, he has been vigilant all the time, he can't relax, and he can't let anyone take advantage of his loopholes.

Even when I go to bed at night, I won't sleep deeply.

After meeting Shi Ran, there was a stubborn and flexible little woman in his family, and Ye Tingshen had never lived a life like an ordinary person like during this time.

Should he be grateful to Shi Ran?

"Yes!"

The man suddenly smiled, but he didn't stay away from Shi Ran, but got closer, and asked in a very domineering tone: "During this time, before my wound heals, you have to cook for me every day, cook by yourself, and take care of my daily life until I am well, how about it?"

"This ......"

"Why, you don't want to?"

The slender eyelashes suddenly drooped slightly, and in the eyes of the night thunder that seemed to be midnight, Shi Ran's shadow was half-covered, and she looked like she was angry.

"No, okay, I promise you, as long as you can get better quickly, isn't it just cooking, I can ......" Shi Ran's voice became smaller and smaller.

God knows, she's never cooked at all!

However, since it was Ye Tingshen's request, Shi Ran did not intend to refuse.

"I can't guarantee that what I make will be delicious, just don't dislike it!"

Shi Ran said a little embarrassed.

She walked a little further away from the night without a trace.

Before the man's expression was about to reveal that she had eaten, Shi Ran had already turned Yetingshen's body again with a red face, and continued to drug him.

The wound didn't look very deep, but because the epidermis was all broken, and there were still a few places where flesh was exposed.

So in Shi Ran's eyes, Ye Tingshen's back is really no different from a blur of flesh and blood.

She carefully applied the bruised ointment to Ye Tingshen before she stood up with a guilty face: "Ye Tingshen, then you can rest first, I'll go tell Uncle Yan and help you bring the anti-inflammatory medicine you want to take at night." You are not allowed to read these documents, so take a good rest. ”

Before leaving, Shi Ran was afraid that Ye Ting was deep and desperate, staying up late to deal with the company's affairs, so he deliberately took away the documents he had asked the housekeeper to take from the study.

Ye Tingshen looked at Shi Ran's look of being afraid that he would spoil himself again, which was really funny, but because he was involved in the wound on his back, he suddenly gasped.

"How's it going? Find out who did the chandelier?"

In the blink of an eye, Ye Tingshen had already put one hand in his pocket, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the room, looking at the starry sky outside the window.

He is in the dark of the night, and he will never allow anyone with a heart to do something under his nose. Even this time, it doesn't hurt Shi Ran.

Although Shen Ruyan is the eldest lady of the Shen family, this does not prevent him from implementing his own ideas.

The person on the other side heard it and quickly replied to the night thunderbolt.

"I've found out, Mr. Night. ”

"Just after Miss Shen sent all the guests away, we found that there was a black remote control on the wall in the corner of the banquet hall, which had been broken, but the fingerprints had not been erased. ”

After investigation, the fingerprints on it did match 90% of a guest attending the banquet. ”

"Who is it?"

Ye Tingshen's gaze suddenly became a little sharper.

The other side of the phone quickly answered him with a name: "It's Xiao Kai of Song's company, the son of Miss Shi's aunt, Song Suining!"

"Is that him?"

At first, he suspected that this whole thing was arranged by Shen Ruyan, but who knows, but the result was Song Suining, who couldn't be beaten with eight poles?

"Are there any other clues?"

Just in case he missed something, Ye Tingshen asked again.

"No more. ”

Ye Tingshen's expressionless face changed again, and his eyes closed slightly: "Arrange someone immediately, teach Song Suining some lessons, and let him be honest with me in the future." ”

"Got it, Mr. Night!"

After the man finished speaking, he quickly closed the line.

Ye Tingshen endured the pain, and sat on the boss's chair by the floor-to-ceiling window a little tiredly, thinking about the report of his subordinates before, and thinking of Song Suining's personality when he saw him like a turtle grandson, obviously a master who bullies the weak and fears the hard.

At the banquet, he had just warned that person because of Shi Ran, if it weren't for someone to stimulate him, presumably, Song Suining alone would not have the ability to buy the employees of Huasheng Hotel, unless he ......

Ye Tingshen's gaze deepened a little, and then he glanced at the list of waiters who were in and out of the banquet hall at that hotel from his subordinates on his mobile phone.

He quickly dialed Yan Shenming's phone again.

Yan Shenming seemed to be still playing games in the Internet café, and he was playing well: "Quick, assist the upper body, yes! That's it, the tank stepped forward to help with it...... Jungler, what are you doing?"

Ye Tingshen couldn't help frowning, and quickly said in a deep voice: "Yan Shenming, do you still want money......?"

Without waiting for Ye Tingshen to finish speaking, Yan Shenming finally smiled "hehe", and then immediately put down what he was doing, and watched the other party jungler directly kill him with a knife......

"Brother, what are you looking for me?"

Ye Tingshen listened to Yan Shenming's voice a little sluggish, and knew that he must have lost the game again, and curled the corners of his lips: "You help me transfer the positions of a few people, I will see their relevant information and current specific residence tomorrow." ”

"That money ......"

"Hey, hey!"

"Got it, I'll ask my assistant to call your account tomorrow, and you'd better not fall behind in your studies, otherwise, even if I protect you, I won't be able to make sense from your mother's side." ”

"Yes, I know, boss, you can rest assured! When you are an employee, you naturally have to be as good as you, double bachelor's ......"

Before the word "degree" was spoken, Ye Tingshen had already closed the line expressionlessly.

In his subconscious, it was naturally impossible for him to think that this matter was completely done by Song Suining alone.

Who dares to make trouble in front of him, Ye Ting showed a cold smile on his face, and naturally he wanted to return the color.

The next day, Shi Ran got up early in the morning, and since last night I found a teaching recipe for cooking, and after reading it for a long time, this morning I was full of vitality and confidence.

"First of all, cut the chicken, soak it in boiling water, and then, wash it, and then put it in the pressure cooker, and the ingredients include fresh ginseng slices, wolfberries, red dates, ......"

The small figure shuttled through the kitchen, and the housekeeper Yan outside the kitchen was stunned when he saw it, and then smiled without a trace, and left again, not disturbing Shi Ran.

After two hours of busy work, the chicken soup was finally cooked, Shi Ran was satisfied with opening the soup pot, tasted it a little, and felt that it tasted good, so he put it in a bowl and planned to bring it upstairs in person.

Steward Yan saw that Shi Ran was going upstairs, and knew what she wanted to do, so she couldn't help but smile and reminded: "Miss Shi, the young master has already gone out." ”

"Where are you going?"

Shi Ran was still a little confused!

Steward Yan said respectfully: "The young master went to the company early in the morning. ”

Shi Ran slapped his forehead fiercely, and he was really defeated by Ye Tingshen's workaholic nature of asking for money and not dying.

"Uncle Yan, I'm sorry for you, arrange it, I'm going to the company to find him, and bring him the chicken soup by the way. ”