"Okay, I'm totally fine." Deng Jinxi said happily that this was the first time she had been happy in her heart in the past few days.

After hanging up the phone, Deng Jinxi took care of herself, and she had to face the new world and new work with a new attitude.

Maybe it was because of exertion, or maybe it was because she let go, and she finally got a good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, Anson sent someone to wait at the door of Deng Jinxi's house and take her to the restaurant.

Along the way, she was nervous, she had heard of this restaurant before, it was full of high-ranking officials and nobles, and it gathered chefs from all over the world, how many people couldn't get in, but she could not help but have some expectations for the opportunity to work there.

Anson seemed to see her nervousness, raised an eyebrow and smiled, "What?" Nervous? ”

Being seen through by others, Deng Jinxi was a little embarrassed, "I have to work in a place where so many masters gather, and I have some expectations." ”

"Believe me, you will become a well-known gourmand like them in the future, I can't be wrong." Anson's tone was firm, as if stating a fact that had already happened.

Deng Jinxi knew that he was giving her confidence and cheering her on, so he showed a grateful smile, "I will definitely work hard." "She's energized all over.

"What am I going to do?" Deng Jinxi suddenly remembered that she didn't know what she was doing.

"What do you want to do?" Anson didn't answer the question, looking at her with a look in his eyes that was a little scrutinizing.

Deng Jinxi has already thought about it, and she wants to start from a small role. So he replied without hesitation: "I want to go to the kitchen to do chores first, I don't know anything yet, I'm afraid I am not competent to do anything else, I can not only help some people, but also learn how chefs work, ask them for leave of various dishes and experience, I believe I will be able to learn a lot." ”

In fact, this is only one reason, and the other reason is that she is afraid that if she goes there as an airborne soldier, others will think that she is not relying on someone to get to the position, not only will she be talked about by others, but it will also make it difficult for Anson to do.

Hearing Deng Jinxi's answer, Anson was not surprised, but nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, then according to what you said, I will arrange a kitchen chores for you, and you have to learn from them." He readily agreed, and did not forget to tell her to turn it over.

"I will." After flipping through the conversation, the tension in Deng Jinxi's heart disappeared a lot, and the atmosphere in the car was no longer tense, but a little relaxed.

Anson had already ordered that Deng Jinxi would arrange her work when she got there.

So according to Deng Jinxi's meaning, after sending her to the door, for fear of being seen by others, Anson did not get out of the car and show up, but just told her some things that needed attention, and asked her to find him if she had something, and left after speaking.

In China, Jiang Xiufan returned to Jiang's house after dealing with Deng Jinxi's funeral.

Mrs. Jiang was in a good mood because of these recent events, and when she saw Jiang Xiufan, she was surprised, and wondered why he came back at this time. Think

Jiang Xiufan saw her but ignored her, but said hello to Jiang's father and went upstairs directly.

As soon as he left, Mrs. Jiang ran to pull Jiang's father and asked, "Didn't Xiu Fan leave the Jiang family voluntarily, why is he back now?" Is there something wrong? His return was not what she expected, and she was a little flustered.

"I asked him to come back." Father Jiang said indifferently.

"Why?" Mrs. Jiang hurriedly asked.

Jiang's father was helpless, "He is my own son, and now that his wife is dead, he is lonely and pitiful outside, and I, as a father, am also a little distressed when I see it, how can I bear to let him leave Jiang's house." "Before, he was asked to leave the Jiang family in order to let Deng Jinxi give birth to the child safely, but now although Deng Jinxi is dead, the child has been born safely, so naturally he should be allowed to come back, but Mrs. Jiang didn't know about it, so he could only find a reason to prevaricate.

"This..."Listening to Jiang's father's words, it had already reached this point, Mrs. Jiang was speechless for a while, and she couldn't find the words to refute, so she could only be secretly angry.

"Don't say anything more about this matter, I asked him to come back, and it's impossible for him to leave now." Father Jiang put down such a sentence and went upstairs, leaving Mrs. Jiang alone in the same place to be angry.

She thought that now that Jiang Xiufan had also left the Jiang family, and Deng Jinxi was also dead, even if she had a child, she wouldn't be able to make a big splash. But who would have thought that because Deng Jinxi died, he would have a chance to come back, and not only that, but he also succeeded in making Jiang's father sympathize with him.

Mrs. Jiang was unwilling, afraid that Jiang's father would cherish the child and give Jiang Xiufan more benefits, so she put her mind on the child.

During dinner in the afternoon, Jiang's father asked Jiang Xiufan: "Has the child found someone to take care of?" Although Deng Jinxi is dead, it is also a good thing to be able to keep the child, and after all, this is the child of his Jiang family, his first grandson, and he still cares about him very much.

Hearing this, Jiang Xiufan's hand holding the chopsticks paused, and his brows frowned, "Give it to Auntie." He dropped this sentence without being salty or light.

Jiang's father shook his head helplessly, since Deng Jinxi's death, Jiang Xiufan didn't care about anything, including their children, never took the initiative to see him, and he hadn't hugged him once so far.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, Jiang's father stopped chopsticks, and there was a faint anger on his face, while Jiang Xiufan was eating by himself, unaffected.

Mrs. Jiang saw that the opportunity had come, and broke the silence, "The child of the Jiang family, how can you easily take care of an aunt, in this way, the child will be handed over to me to take care of, what do you think?" She was afraid that Jiang Xiufan would not agree, so she asked Jiang's father directly.

Hearing her words, Father Jiang turned his head and looked at her scrutinically, not knowing how to refuse. He hadn't even spoken, but Jiang Xiufan raised his head and looked at Mrs. Jiang, "Okay." Then I'm sorry for you to take care of it. After speaking, he smiled at Mrs. Jiang.

Father Jiang and Mrs. Jiang didn't expect it, and they looked at him one after another.

After Jiang Xiufan finished speaking, he continued to eat, looking unconcerned, as if the words just now did not come out of his mouth.

"Well, then you can take care of him, take care of him." Father Jiang sighed, he didn't have anything to do with this son.

This result was what she wanted, but she couldn't be happy, because Jiang Xiufan's reaction was so strange, it stands to reason that he should be the first to object, but he agreed so simply. She was worried about whether Jiang Xiufan was planning something in her heart and made a move to deal with her.