After more than half a month of personal practice, Mu Weiwei's cooking skills are basically beginners, and she has mastered the steps and essentials of cooking.

Under the guidance of Qin's mother, Mu Weiwei measured the eight treasure rice separately, put it into a small pot, then poured an appropriate amount of water, turned on the switch of the stove, first boiled it over medium heat, waited until the pot came up, and slowly boiled it over low heat.

The so-called slow work produces meticulous work, this is the truth.

Looking at her more and more familiar movements, a kind smile appeared on the corner of Qin's mother's mouth, and she said softly, "Young grandma really has the potential to be a chef, and she has done it well in just a few days." ”

Mu Weiwei shook her head, smiled lightly, and said gently, "Actually, it's not a bad thing to learn more, if you learn to cook, you won't be hungry anywhere in the future." ”

In fact, what she didn't say was that if her brother came back one day, if she could get rid of Ye Shaochen at that time, she wanted to be able to make soup for her dear brother.

Mother Qin didn't know what she really thought, she just thought that she wanted to learn cooking skills well, so as to improve her relationship with Ye Shaochen, didn't everyone else say so, if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first grab a man's stomach!

The two chatted while doing it, and after a while, the heat of the porridge came out through the edge of the pot lid, Mu Weiwei quickly opened the pot lid, picked up the spoon and stirred it softly a few times.

According to Qin's mother, if you don't stir it, the eight treasure rice inside will stand at the bottom of the pot and affect the taste of the porridge.

Accustomed to the smell of fumes in the kitchen, Mu Weiwei no longer feels difficult, she likes this mode a little, at least in the kitchen, it is easy not to see the two people who give her a headache.

But......

What are they doing now? I must be sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting to eat.

This time, Mu Weiwei didn't have all the talents, the huge LCD TV in the living room, as usual at the moment, was playing a hot variety channel, and Qiao Xinyou, who was sitting on the sofa, watched it with relish.

Ye Shaochen went to the study at this moment, most likely to deal with the company's documents.

Qiao Xinyou took a sip of warm coffee, the thick white mist blurred her vision, her fingers pressed against her pocket, and her mind was thinking about how things were going to go.

Mama Qin and Mu Weiwei are in the kitchen, how can she do it? Could it be that you make up a reason to get Qin's mother away?

Thinking of this, Qiao Xinyou finally made a decision, staring at a figure in the kitchen, and said resentfully: Mu Weiwei, I don't believe I can't get rid of you this time!

Qiao Xinyou stood up slowly, deliberately walked to the door of the kitchen, looked at the busy figure inside, and said, "Mother Qin, where did Uncle Wang put the newly purchased Blue Mountain coffee beans two days ago?" Can you get some for me? ”

Mother Qin looked at Qiao Xinyou, who was leaning in front of the door with a gentle face, nodded immediately, and said, "No problem, I'll go and get it for you right away." ”

After saying that, I took off my work clothes, walked to the sink and washed my hands, and walked out of the kitchen.

Looking at the back of Qin's mother leaving, Mu Weiwei's eyes always fell on the porridge pot, deliberately ignoring a malicious scrutiny.

When the hot porridge was opened, Mu Weiwei hurriedly took off the lid of the pot and stirred twice with a spoon again, the steaming white mist mixed with the aroma of the porridge came to her nose, which made Mu Weiwei's mood relax a lot.

Because she paid too much attention, she didn't even notice when Qiao Xinyou appeared behind her.

"Hey, it's really good, this porridge is so delicate, Mu Weiwei, you really have the true inheritance of Qin's mother!" Qiao Xinyou glanced at the eight-treasure porridge in the pot, a mocking smile rose at the corner of his mouth, and said sarcastically.

For her bad tone, Mu Weiwei has long been used to it, and she still has something to do at the moment, so she didn't want to entangle with her, and she didn't look back, and replied in a cold tone, "I don't have time to deal with you now, if you want to quarrel, find another time!" ”

Since Qiao Xinyou said that last time, Mu Weiwei has been on guard against her all the time, not because she is afraid of her, but because her scheming is really unguardable.

The eight-treasure porridge had already been boiled, Mu Weiwei saw that Qin's mother hadn't come over yet, she walked to the cupboard by herself, and took out three sets of chopsticks respectively, each set had a different color on it, Qiao Xinyou saw at a glance that it belonged to her, the set of bowls and chopsticks with a peony rich pattern.

Qiao Xinyou's expression moved, and he said faintly, "I don't know whose set of daisy-patterned chopsticks is, my vision is really bad, and such a small flower is annoying to look at!" ”

Mu Weiwei heard that she was deliberately finding fault, and her heart suddenly sulked, but she didn't want to pay attention to her now, lest she go crazy and ruin her porridge again.

When she was sure that the porridge was ready, Mu Weiwei turned off the fire and began to put porridge in the bowl, but she only took two portions and put on the set of bowls and chopsticks printed with the peony rich pattern.

Qiao Xinyou saw that there was a dissatisfied look on her face, "Mu Weiwei, what do you mean by this?" I think you did it on purpose! ”

Looking at Qiao Xinyou's indignant look, the corners of Mu Weiwei's mouth hooked slightly, and she said indifferently, "Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing, or you can serve it yourself, or wait for Mother Qin to come back to help you!" ”

Qiao Xinyou heard her rebuttal, the corners of her mouth twitched, and her face was full of dissatisfaction, "You are really gasping for saying that you are fat!" I'll tell you, don't be embarrassed, hurry up and serve it to me, otherwise I will tell Shaochen how incompetent you are as a cook! ”

Mu Weiwei was really not afraid, she pursed her lips, but her tone was very indifferent, "You hurry up, if he can remove me from this position because of this, it will be a lot easier for me." ”

Seeing her look like this, Qiao Xinyou was half angry, she found that Mu Weiwei had been good at talking and kung fu recently, and she could still speak so fast!

It seems that if she doesn't come up with something practical, she really can't learn a lesson!

"So I was just joking, I won't do anything like this!" Qiao Xinyou looked at her with a smug face, and said in a wicked tone.

Mu Weiwei was not surprised, she had known her for four years, and the flowery intestines she put in her stomach were mastered by her for the first time since she recognized her true face.

"It has nothing to do with me whether you do it or not." Mu Weiwei finished the porridge, then turned around and took out a tray from the cupboard.

Qiao Xinyou stared at her movements intently, with a cruel smile on her face, and her tone was slow and long, "Even if I want to do it, I have to make a big move, don't put the other party to death, and I'm too sorry for me every time I try the law!" ”

When Qiao Xinyou spoke, her eyes always flickered a little, but Mu Weiwei didn't see it because she was carrying her, but when she said this, a touch of uneasiness surged in her heart.

She vaguely felt that Qiao Xinyou was telling her euphemistically that she was going to deal with her again soon......

Mu Weiwei stiffened, but quickly recovered her original state, she turned around expressionlessly, and walked to the dining table with hot porridge.

Looking at her back, Qiao Xinyou retracted her gaze and landed in her bowl with bad intentions, with a sinister smile on the corner of her mouth.

When Ye Shaochen walked down the stairs, he saw Mu Weiwei bringing the food to the dining table, and for some reason, when his eyes noticed the cartoon apron on her body, his heart warmed.

Walked through the stairs of the living room, came directly to the dining table and sat down, when he only saw Mu Weiwei's busy figure, Ye Shaochen's brows furrowed slightly, and asked indifferently, "What about Mother Qin?" ”

This was naturally said to Qiao Xinyou, who was already sitting on the side, Qiao Xinyou replied while sandwiching some of his favorite dishes for him, "Mother Qin saw that the coffee beans you drink on weekdays are gone, and she said that she was going to get some when she made dinner." ”

After hearing this, Ye Shaochen didn't care, but fell on Mu Weiwei, who was tidying up the kitchen, and raised his voice slightly and said, "Don't clean up yet, hurry up and eat." ”

When Mu Weiwei heard his words, she was not hypocritical, took off the apron in her hand, went straight to the dining table and sat down, and ate silently.

She didn't think that Ye Shaochen asked her to eat just now out of kindness or concern, as for the specific reason and reason, she couldn't guess him, but she didn't want to know.

Anyway, the reason is not a good thing.

Qiao Xinyou finished sandwiching the dishes for Ye Shaochen, and asked expectantly, "Shaochen, how do you feel the taste?" ”

Ye Shaochen chewed twice, nodded slowly, and said, "Not bad." ”

This compliment is naturally for Qin's mother, Mu Weiwei only boiled porridge this time, as for the cloth dishes, it was still done by Qin's mother, of course, she naturally asked them to 'point fingers' at her cooking skills, even if it was praise, she would not be happy.

It is said that women cook for what they care about, relatives or lovers, whether it is Ye Shaochen or Qiao Xinyou, they are nothing to her.

Mu Weiwei picked up the spoon and took a sip of porridge, and found that although it was not as good as Qin's mother's craftsmanship, it was already rare for her.

Not bad.

Mu Weiwei cheered herself up.

Qiao Xinyou glanced at her as if she didn't care about it, pretended not to care, picked up the spoon, drank two sips of hot porridge gently, and gave out a hypocritical compliment in her mouth, "Weiwei's porridge is really delicate, especially the longan in it, it is smooth and soft, and the taste is really good, Shaochen, you want to drink more bowls." ”

Ye Shaochen's expression was flat, he took two sips at the moment, and said indifferently, "Generally, it is far worse than Qin's mother's craftsmanship." ”

Hearing his words, Mu Weiwei snorted coldly in her heart, since you have survived far away, you still drink? Are you deliberately struggling with your stomach? Something is wrong!

Looking at him continuing to drink porridge, Mu Weiwei really had the urge to pour out the porridge, the porridge she cooked herself, he didn't want to drink it better, she was reluctant to let him drink it!

Qiao Xinyou drank the porridge intently, and after a while, the bowl of porridge was halfway down, and she elegantly picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth.

Her fingers lightly touched the edge of the bowl and said, "Shaochen, let's go for a walk in the yard later, it's not good for you to sit on the office chair all day." ”

When Ye Shaochen heard it, he said indifferently, "Okay." ”

A leisurely smile rose at the corner of Qiao Xinyou's mouth, but within a few seconds, the smile on her face froze, her forehead instantly turned pale, and there was a faint sweat bursting out, and her hands were protected on her stomach.

"Ah——! It hurts...... Qiao Xinyou's expression was full of pain, and her voice seemed weak, "Shaochen, my stomach hurts so much......"

Ye Shaochen's expression froze, and he hurriedly came to her side, looking at her with a painful expression, his tone implied a little nervousness, "Xinyou, are you very uncomfortable?" ”

"Hmm!" Qiao Xinyou's brows were twisted into the shape of a rope, the sweat on her face was getting more and more, and her voice was weak and weak, as if every word she said seemed extremely difficult.

Ye Shaochen didn't ask anymore, he hurriedly picked up Qiao Xinyou and walked to the door, and when he passed by the door, he shouted in a heavy tone, "Uncle Wang!" ”

Uncle Wang, who was on duty, heard the call of his young master, and hurriedly came to him, when he saw Qiao Xinyou, who looked pale, his heart suddenly sank, and he hurriedly said, "Young master, what do you command?" ”

"Go! Hurry up and get your car to the hospital! Ye Shaochen's expression was full of anxiety and shouted loudly.

"Yes!"

Uncle Wang hurriedly went to prepare the car, taking advantage of this gap, Ye Shaochen looked at Qiao Xinyou's pale cheeks in his arms, and tried to comfort him, "Xinyou, if you hold on a little longer, we will be in the hospital immediately!" ”

Qiao Xinyou seemed to have fallen into a coma, and there was no reaction, which made Ye Shaochen's heart sink suddenly.

The car came quickly, Ye Shaochen got into the car as fast as he could, and drove directly to the central hospital.

Central Hospital.

Ye Shaochen was stunned outside the operating room, perhaps because the surroundings were too quiet, and his sanity finally returned to its place.

He couldn't help but start thinking, why does Xinyou have a good stomachache?

As he recalled her pain, his heart tightened, his instincts had always been accurate, and he felt that things were not so simple.

After three hours of all-out rescue by the doctors, the door of the operating room was finally opened, and soon a doctor in work clothes came out, and after seeing Ye Shaochen, who looked nervous, he said in a respectful tone, "Ye Shao, Miss Qiao is out of danger, you don't have to worry too much." ”

Hearing that Qiao Xinyou was out of danger, Ye Shaochen suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, his face was still solemn, and he asked, "Director Li, what's wrong with Xinyou?" ”

When Director Li heard his words, he naturally didn't dare to hide it, and said truthfully, "We tested a large number of sleeping pills from Miss Qiao's stomach, because the amount of medicine was not light, causing Miss Qiao to faint and was diagnosed with food poisoning for the first time. ”

Food poisoning?

Ye Shaochen's brows furrowed, and he suddenly had some certainty in his heart, and his face sank at the moment, and he said indifferently, "I know, I'm bothering you Director Li this time." ”

"No trouble, no trouble." Director Li smiled and said, "Ye Shao can call me at any time if he has something, so I'll go and get busy first." ”

"Okay."

At this moment, Qiao Xinyou was pushed out of the operating room by the doctor, looking at her pale face in a coma, Ye Shaochen's heart seemed to be pierced.

His expression was stained with a gloomy shadow, and he opened his mouth to Zhang He beside him and ordered, "Zhang He, you go back to the Ye family right now and do something for me." ”

Zhang He nodded respectfully and left quickly.

Qiao Xinyou was transferred to the VIP ward, Ye Shaochen was just about to step into the door, and a mobile phone rang in his pocket, he stopped and took out his mobile phone, looked at the caller ID, and answered.

"Hello?"