As a foodie, how could Ling Xiang not know the name of Fan Hai, the leader of the kitchen world.

And Qin is known to be the richest man in the country, the scenery is beautiful, but the heir of this generation Qin Chen is a stubborn anorexic patient, he is addicted to work all day long, forgetting to sleep and eat, Qin Chen's parents for his body, hired countless chefs to cook food for Qin Chen, the results are not satisfactory, this time I finally invited Fan Hai, or spent 100 million sky-high prices, naturally attracted the attention of all the media at once.

With an annual salary of 100 million, he only cooks three meals a day for Qin Chen, such an easy and high-paying job, he is envious of the dead!

But Ling Xiang's focus is not on the annual salary of 100 million, but on the fact that the kitchen god Fan Hai is at Qin Chen's house, and he will cook a big meal for Qin Chen every day.

She swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva very unwillingly, her hands couldn't help but tremble, her charming apricot eyes glowed with excited starlight, and she looked unproductive.

After reading the news, she called her male best friend: "Luo Haibin, I want all of Qin Chen's travel information, help me get it." ”

As soon as Luo Haibin answered the phone, he heard Ling Xiang's words, and he was so frightened that the camera in his other hand was almost unstable, and he lowered his voice: "Qin Chen? Are you talking about Qin Chen, the crown prince of the Qin Group? ”

Ling Xiang: "That's right! ”

Luo Haibin hid his figure, and while secretly taking pictures of men and women not far away with his camera, he raised his eyebrows and asked curiously: "...... What do you want his information for? ”

Ling Xiang said impatiently: "Don't talk so much nonsense, just give me the information quickly, as a senior paparazzi, don't tell me that you don't have Qin Chen's information, and if you don't, go get it for me." ”

This is the tone of the person, are you sure you are asking for something?

Luo Haibin said helplessly and dotingly: "Okay, eldest lady, I'll get you the information." ”

Ten o'clock in the evening.

A black Maybach drove gently into the wealthy area of Beilu City in the night, heading towards a villa.

In the car.

In the back seat with the window ajar, Qin Chen sat there elegantly, his handsome face was as cold as frost, and he held the mobile phone in his right hand to his ear, listening to his mother over there.

"Son, can't you take good care of your body when you work so late? Fan Hai has already gone to your villa, you should make dinner at this time, you will definitely like his craftsmanship, remember to eat dinner before you can sleep, otherwise your stomach will not be able to stand it"

"Also, I arranged a blind date for you tomorrow, and the woman just came back from studying in country Y......"

Qin Chen is twenty-eight years old this year, but he has never been in love, he only knows the work of forgetting sleep and food all day long, and it is rumored that he is gay, he does not refute it, Shi Qian is really afraid that he will not marry a wife for the rest of his life, so he broke his heart and arranged countless blind dates for Qin Chen, but the results were very bad.

Either the woman avoided the rumor that Qin Chen was gay, or Qin Chen picked and chose the woman, disliked that people were not beautiful enough, had a low IQ, hated the poor and loved the rich, etc., and belittled the woman as worthless and left crying.

Shi Qian said that he was tired, why is it so difficult to hold a grandson!

As soon as he heard this, Shi Qian arranged a blind date for himself again, Qin Chen said: "Mom, I don't want to get married!" ”

Women are troublesome creatures, what is the use.

Shi Qian immediately stopped doing it when he heard it: "Son, you won't really be interested in women!" Are you really gay, my God, son, don't scare your mother, our Qin family is just your son, do you want the Qin family to cut off the incense in your generation? ”

Shi Qian on the other side of the phone became more and more excited.

Qin Chen knew that his mother had misunderstood, and he was about to explain, but the car suddenly braked suddenly, Qin Chen leaned forward, his bony handsome hands propped up on the back of the seat, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes: "How did you drive?" "The voice is ancient and unwavering, and it is so cold that it seeps people.

The driver's back was cold, and he quickly explained: "I'm sorry, young master, someone suddenly jumped out and blocked the way, so I hurriedly braked." ”