Zhou Ci's cooking skills are very average, and he has not learned to cook much over the years, and only makes noodles, the most basic food.

However, over the years, Zhou Ci has eaten takeout and rarely entered the kitchen, so there is some chaos, and when he cuts vegetables, he almost cuts his hands.

When Song Boyu came into the kitchen, he happened to see this scene, he stepped forward and snatched the knife from Zhou Ci's hand.

Seeing that her hand was fine, Song Bo said, "Get out."

Zhou Ci was stunned and didn't move, so Song Boyu pushed her.

After Zhou Ci was forced to move away, Song Boyu picked up a knife and began to chop vegetables.

Zhou Ci saw his skillful movements, and he was in a trance again.

Although I heard Song Yangzhi say that Song Boyu was good at cooking, when I really saw him do it, it was still like a world away.

It's really skilled, as if she's been trained by a special person, and she's much more sophisticated than her movements, and the vegetables and shrimp are placed in different bowls, with two eggs on one side.

He took out the pot from the cabinet where the noodles were boiling, and after the water boiled, he put the ingredients in and began to put the seasonings.

Zhou Ci watched from the sidelines, and sometimes his eyes couldn't keep up with his speed.

Before he could react, Song Boyu had already cooked a pot of noodles, and Zhou Ci smelled the fragrance and swallowed his saliva angrily.

When Song Bo turned around, he happened to see Zhou Ci swallowing saliva. At the same time, the doorbell outside rang.

Song Bo didn't say a word, bypassed Zhou Ci and walked out of the kitchen.

Zhou Ci didn't take the bowl, she ate it directly, she took a sip of the soup with a spoon first, the taste was very light, but when the stomach was upset, it was just right.

The umami of the shrimp is well controlled, although it is just a simple bowl of noodles, but what Song Bo cooked is much better than what she cooked.

Zhou Ci never dreamed that the first time he ate Song Boyu's cooking, it would be under such circumstances......

As she ate the noodles, her eyes became hot and wet.

Immediately afterward, another sound of footsteps was heard. Zhou Ci hurriedly took out a few tissues, wiped them on his eyes, and held back his tears.

The doorbell was rang by the little brother who delivered the medicine just now, and Song Bo threw the medicine in front of Zhou Ci, but he still didn't speak.

Zhou Ci swallowed the noodles in his mouth and said "thank you" to him very sincerely.

Song Boyu: "If you know that you have a problem, don't trouble me, I don't have time to collect your body."

Zhou Ci: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble tonight."

Song Bo snorted coldly, still looking arrogant.

Zhou Ci was not angry, and even took the initiative to find something to chat with him, "I heard Yang Zhi say last time, you are very good at cooking."

After mentioning Song Yangzhi, Song Boyu's expression relaxed for a moment, and there was a little smile in his cold eyes, which could be seen that he loved children very much.

Zhou Ci clenched the chopsticks in his hand and continued, "Yang Zhi told me a lot about you, and he likes you very much."

"He has a better conscience than you." When praising Song Yangzhi, Song Boyu did not forget to sarcastically say a few words about Zhou Ci.

Zhou Ci was accustomed to it, and smiled lightly, "Yes."

Song Boyu: "What else did he say?"

Zhou Ci: "He said you were a good father."

Song Boyu: "I still need to say it."

After the topic reached Song Yangzhi, the atmosphere between the two was much more relaxed, and Song Boyu smiled several times.

Zhou Ci saw that he was in a good mood, so he dared to ask him, "When can I go to see Yangzhi?"

As soon as he heard this question, the smile on Song Boyu's face disappeared, and he laughed, "Look at your performance tonight."

Zhou Ci: "......"

After eating, Zhou Ci cleaned up the dining room, and as soon as he arrived in the living room, he was pressed on the sofa by Song Bo.

After he kissed him, Zhou Ci's nose suddenly entered a smell of women's perfume, a smart floral fragrance, and Luo Xiyao's face immediately flashed in front of her eyes.

Zhou Ci's

His body tensed, subconsciously resisting his touch, and raised his hand to push Song Boyu's shoulder.

was rejected, Song Boyu's face was naturally not much better, he pinched Zhou Ci's chin, "What's the matter, I can't touch you?"

"Can you take a shower first?" Zhou Ci endured the discomfort and reminded him, "The smell of your body...... I'm not used to it."

Song Bo sneered, "What is your identity, and you are qualified to make demands with me?"

He resolved Zhou Ci's struggle in three strokes and approached again.

Zhou Ci's whole world was filled with the pungent smell of perfume, and this affair was a long and endless torture for her.

After a week, Changjiu finally found the right pastry chef.

The pastry chef was the chef of a starWorld Hotel before, and he was very good at all kinds of dim sum, and he also brought two apprentices over, and the people in the kitchen development department were complete at once.

People have found it, and the next thing is to do new product development, Chang Jiu has probably investigated several types of dessert shops that are more popular in Jiangbei at present, most of which are mainly French and British.

If you want to make your own characteristics, you must not repeat the path that others have taken.

Therefore, Changjiu is more strict with the research and development of new products, and it also gives the kitchen enough time.

And during this period, she can also be busy with decoration.

In the afternoon of that day, Chang Jiu came out of a meeting with the people in the back kitchen and received Zhou Ci's WeChat.

Zhou Ci said, [I came back to Jiangbei, but he didn't let me go out. 】

Changjiu: [Wait for my news tonight.] 】

Zhou Ci: [Okay. 】

After sending a message to Zhou Ci, Chang Jiu looked at the time, just in time for the end of kindergarten, so she drove to the school to pick up Song Yangzhi.

Song Yangzhi has been in school for a few days, he hasn't cried like other children, and Chang Jiu thought that he had adapted well.

But when he received him today, he was obviously not very happy.

Song Yangzhi carried his backpack and walked out of the class dejectedly, and after seeing Chang Jiu, he didn't rush up to hug her as usual, and didn't even say a word.

The child was not in the right mood, so he held his hand for a long time and cared, "Are we in a bad mood?"

Song Yangzhi hung his little head and didn't speak.

Changjiu: "Did you quarrel with the children?"

Song Yangzhi still didn't speak.

Chang Jiu asked all the way, until he got in the car, Song Yangzhi was like a little stuffy gourd, and his mouth was tightly closed.

After starting the car, Chang Jiu looked at Song Yangzhi in the rearview mirror and said gently, "Auntie will take you to buy a small cake to eat, do you want to eat chocolate or cheese?"

"Auntie." After a moment of silence, Song Yangzhi finally spoke, and he asked Chang Jiu in a low voice, "Where is my mother?"

Chang Jiu's smile froze for a moment, although she had already guessed that she would face this problem, she had not previously linked Song Yangzhi's abnormal reaction today with this matter.

And Song Yangzhi's loss is beyond her imagination. Chang Jiu was speechless for a while, and he didn't know how to answer Song Yangzhi.

And Song Yangzhi is still saying, "Everyone else seems to have a mother, but I only have a father, grandfather, aunt and uncle."

"Why?" For children, this is a worldview reversal, "Did I pick it up?"