"Hello, I'm Ye Yan." Ye Yan endured the resistance in her heart and answered the phone calmly and politely.

"Come to Longshi Mountain." Feng Ye simply dropped four words and hung up the phone, without superfluous explanations, neatly as if he was arranging a task.

Tightening the phone, Ye Yan looked up at the sky, and look, she was like a pet summoned by her owner, and she had no chance to say no, and she was not qualified to say no.

With a sigh, Ye Yan turned around and got into the car to Longshi Mountain.

When she entered the door, the bodyguard told her that Feng Ye would come back immediately to finish eating, and Uncle Shi, the vegetable helper, had already bought it and asked her to make boiled pork slices.

Ye Yan looked at the huge palace-like restaurant, and before anyone came back, she called her to serve him to cook.

At this time, she especially wanted to bite off her tongue, and she didn't have anything to say that she would cook that day.

The bodyguard saw Ye Yan standing still, and said without any ups and downs, "Feng Shao said that in half an hour, I will see a table of dishes made by Miss Ye herself, especially boiled pork slices." ”

He's not finished, is he?

Hidden behind is that if you don't do it obediently, you will wait to be repaired by him.

Scold......

Ye Yan rolled up her sleeves and entered the restaurant, and Uncle Shi, the helper at the door of the restaurant, stood upright, just like a soldier standing guard, which made Ye Yan stunned.

Only then did I find out that all the maids and bodyguards up and down Longshi Mountain were men.

Entering the kitchen, rows of ingredients, Ye Yan was speechless, just a meal, did he let people move the entire supermarket?

Ye Yan picked out a few of the simplest and most ordinary ingredients, and asked Uncle Shi to handle the rest and put them away.

Holding the most simple and ordinary ingredients, standing in such a magnificent kitchen to cook, suddenly even the small green vegetables in his hand became expensive.

Boiled pork slices are her favorite dish to cook and eat the most.

She likes to eat meat, not vegetarian dishes, Ye Yu specially consulted the chef at home, and the chef told him that boiled pork slices are made of meat and vegetables together, and the taste is very full, even people who don't like to eat vegetables will fall in love with eating vegetables.

So when she and Ye Yu eat together, there will be a dish of boiled pork slices every meal.

"I don't eat it, I don't eat it, I don't eat it if you don't make it." At that time, she loved to be coquettish and a scoundrel in front of Ye Lu.

Ye Lu reached out and patted her head at that time, "Okay, if you like it, I'll learn to make it for you to eat." ”

I don't know if six years have passed, Ye Yu has learned this dish.

And she had already changed her habit of not eating vegetables when her family was ruined that year and she couldn't even eat bread when she was hungry. Now she eats everything.

But she still loves this boiled pork slice.

"So slow?" A cold voice interrupted Ye Yan's thoughts, and she turned her head to see Feng Ye wearing an expensive suit, casually leaning against the kitchen door frame.

"It's because you're back early." Ye Yan pointed to the clock on the wall, the time was less than seven o'clock.

As she spoke, she had already washed all the dishes, flexibly holding a knife to cut vegetables, and cutting shredded potatoes.

Did he come back early? He sent the words to the bodyguard an hour ago, and she spent almost an hour on the road alone.

"Let Huzi pick you up later."

Looking at the shredded potatoes she cut out, Feng Ye raised her eyebrows, she looked really good at cooking.

From a princess to Cinderella, the process of change is really huge.

Is this sending a follower to spy on her? She can't even breathe freely when she's not under his nose?

If he deprives him of this freedom, then she will probably suffocate to death.

Pouring oil into the pot, Ye Yan said while cooking, "No." I can myself. "She'd rather walk on two legs and squeeze the bus than live under his nose.

Besides, his sleek Lamborghini, when his uncle saw her get out of that car, he would immediately press her to question her. She didn't want her uncle to know what she had done.

Feng Ye's face sank, "Do as I say." ”