"What does Crane Qiyan mean by this, using me as a shield? Then I must cooperate with him. ”

Ling Wenxiao muttered in his heart, his eyes began to look around, looking for the direction of the kitchen, the kitchen was facing the living room, after Ling Wenxiao determined the direction, he immediately stretched out his body that was a little stiff just now, and his expression returned to his natural state.

Ling Wenxiao looked at the uncle in front of him at this moment and showed a smile like a hostess: "There are guests at home, welcome, welcome, I'll wash some fruit, you can talk for a while."

Ling Wenxiao pretended to be like he was at home, walked into the kitchen naturally, and after closing the kitchen door, Ling Wenxiao breathed a sigh of relief.

Ling Wenxiao found a refrigerator with double doors, and looked at it that there must be a lot of good things inside.

Thinking of this, Ling Wenxiao opened the refrigerator excitedly: "This is also space, how come there is nothing in such a big refrigerator!" I guess I bought it as an ornament! ”

Ling Wenxiao flipped up and down, but he didn't find a single fruit.

Fortunately, on the last floor of the refrigerator, he found a tomato, and Ling Wenxiao had a black line on his face: "How can this entertain guests!" What I just said is so good, it's too embarrassing to take it out.

Forget it, after all, tomatoes can also be eaten raw, just treat them as small tomatoes, and Crane Qiyan can't blame me, after all, this is your home. ”

Ling Wenxiao took out the tomatoes, put them in the sink and rinsed them, and rummaged through the cabinets and didn't find a cutting board for cutting fruits.

Ling Wenxiao helplessly raised his head at a 45-degree angle and looked at the sky outside the window, early in the morning, why was he so unhelpful!

Ling Wenxiao patted himself: "Hey, it's just such a little thing that you can be stumped by yourself, just put it on the table and cut it, it's clean anyway, I don't believe he still doesn't have a fruit knife at home."

Ling Wenxiao opened the cabinet embedded in the wall, and his bitter face finally showed a smile. Fortunately, the knives are complete, and it can even be said that they are simply dazzling, and all kinds of bowls and forks are delicate and simple, and even the condiments occupy a whole layer.

Ling Wenxiao picked a plate casually, took out a small knife to cut the tomatoes into eight petals, and put each head to the center of the plate to make the shape of petals, and a simple plating was ready.

Ling Wenxiao took out the white sugar and put it in the pot and added tap water to heat it, boiled the sugar until it melted into frosting, and poured it on the tomatoes that had just been placed, Ling Wenxiao picked up the plate and sniffed it:

"Well, it's done, the ingredients are really limited, so I can only make do with it first."

Ling Wenxiao cleared his throat, opened the kitchen door, walked to the living room with a plate, looked at the uncle with a smile and said:

"I'm sorry, uncle, I haven't had time to buy fruit at home today, please forgive me for the inconsiderate hospitality."

He Qiyan stared at her, his eyes were a little cold, and he didn't react to her every move.

Ling Wenxiao felt He Qiyan's gaze, and didn't dare to look at him squarely, so he politely put down the plate and put the two forks in front of the two people.

"Please take your time."

With that, Ling Wenxiao walked back to the kitchen with a sense of humor, no longer disturbing the conversation between the two of them.

Ling Wenxiao rummaged in the kitchen again, but there were no slices of bread to eat, not even instant noodles, Ling Wenxiao began to wonder whether He Qiyan took her to the house to take care of her injured, or let her take care of He Qiyan when she was injured.

This kitchen looks like it should be cooking without fire all year round, and Ling Wenxiao can understand it, after all, how can a boss like him have time to cook at home!

Generally, I go to the producer and director to participate in the wine party, talk about business, and find investors for its artists.

Fortunately, Ling Wenxiao found a bread maker in the cabinet below, and there was a reserve of flour at home. Ling Wenxiao took out the bread maker and read the instructions while adding flour to it according to the recipe, poured some milk, and beat two eggs, Ling Wenxiao liked sweets the most, so he slammed a lot of white sugar, and finally pressed the one-button start button and it was done.

Ling Wenxiao looked at the time, he needed to wait for three hours.

"Oh my God, this is too long, and when the bread is ready, I can have lunch."

Ling Wenxiao was now hungry with his chest pressed against his back, so he found a stool to lean against the wall of the kitchen.

Ling Wenxiao thought about it, he had to wait here anyway, so it was better to listen to what they were talking about.

I only heard the uncle's voice a little disappointed, and he lowered his voice and said, "You are fooling around, have you taken the future of the family to heart?"

He Qiyan snorted coldly and muttered: "Heh, when you need me now, you want me to think about my family, when you don't need me at the beginning, you can't wait to crush me, don't use me as a tool anymore, please let me control my own life."

"Your own life? Since you were born in this family, you were destined to have an end from the moment you were born, and it is impossible to change it, and your brother is now completely incapable of inheriting the family inheritance, so it must be you who bear this burden now. ”

"I'm sorry, I can't bear it, I didn't come to this world from the beginning, but I lived secretly, you know best, don't you?"

The air was quiet, and after a long time, Ling Wenxiao heard the uncle sigh: "There are many things that cannot be explained clearly, let's talk about it here today, give you a little time to digest and digest it first, I'll go first."

"Goodbye."

With a bang, Ling Wenxiao heard the sound of the door closing, so he got up from the stool, opened the kitchen door, poked out, and after making sure that the uncle had left, he opened the door and walked out.

Ling Wenxiao could see that He Qiyan's face was not very good, and he said cautiously: "Mr. He, I made bread, I need to wait for three hours, if there is nothing wrong, I will go back to the room first."

He Qiyan looked up at Ling Wenxiao, his eyes revealing loneliness.

"Can you sit down with me for a while?"

Ling Wenxiao was stunned for a moment, slowly moved to the sofa and sat down, she didn't know what to say, so the two of them sat quietly in the living room, not saying anything, and silently accompanying them might be the most useful at this moment.

But who knows, in such a quiet occasion, the sound of Ling Wenxiao's stomach ringing is even clearer, He Qiyan heard the cry of Ling Wenxiao's stomach and turned his head to look at her, Ling Wenxiao smiled awkwardly.

He Qiyan turned his head to the monitor in the living room and said, "Songsong."

"Yes! Master, please tell me what you have to say. ”

"Order takeout, ask for two breakfasts."

"Okay."

Ling Wenxiao looked up at this talking monitor, and couldn't help but be curious: "Mr. He, is this monitoring of yours?" It can also have intelligent voice. ”

"It's not monitoring, it's an intelligent robot, and it's installed in every room, mainly because I'm afraid it won't be able to hear me."

"Wow, that's so smart, don't you even have to tell it what it needs for breakfast?"

"I have a phobia of choice in life, and many times I find it difficult to decide what I should choose, so I don't tell it, let it buy randomly, and then through the analysis of my meal, through half a month's random purchase data, I will understand my living habits by judging my eating emotions."

"And can you see the footage in each machine?"

"Yes, yes, but I've never seen it, it's usually deleted regularly after a month of video reserves, what's wrong, the surveillance is a little uncomfortable in your room, are you afraid I'll peek at you?"

Ling Wenxiao's head shook like a rattle, even she didn't dare to say: "No, no, I want to say that if there are bad people like thieves coming in the house, can you see the surveillance."

"Master, breakfast has been delivered to the door, please check."

Ling Wenxiao couldn't wait to get up and open the door, she was already hungry, opening the door, Ling Wenxiao saw a mobile food delivery robot with a height of almost one meter, Ling Wenxiao opened its storage cabinet and took out takeaways.

"Thank you Songsong, I got it."

The mobile food delivery robot turned around happily, accompanied by a music: "You're welcome, it's my honor to serve the owner," and after speaking, he turned around and left, Ling Wenxiao looked at the back of the robot leaving, and couldn't help but praise:

"So smart, really easy to use. Mr. He, let's come over for dinner! ”

Ling Wenxiao put breakfast on the table and took out the food inside, including xiaolongbao, siu mai, tofu brain, Songhua egg soup, and tea eggs.

Ling Wenxiao thought to himself: "It turns out that rich people also eat these breakfasts!" I thought they would eat every meal of delicacies from the mountains and seas. ”

After Ling Wenxiao set it up, he sat down and waited for Crane Qiyan to eat first, he didn't eat it, and Ling Wenxiao was embarrassed to eat it!

Seeing that she hadn't moved her chopsticks, He Qiyan picked up the chopsticks and put a xiaolongbao in Ling Wenxiao's bowl: "Eat, I forgot to buy you breakfast in advance this morning, he came relatively suddenly, and it was delayed."

And my family usually doesn't cook on the fire, so there are no ingredients in the refrigerator, so if you need anything in the future, just call Songsong and let it help you order. ”

Ling Wenxiao nodded obediently: "It's okay, Mr. He, this is the first day I've come, this time I know how to use artificial intelligence, and then I can order my own food, Mr. He will just be busy with your business after that, I can take care of myself."

But I take the liberty to ask, Mr. He, you have such a big house, why don't you find an aunt to help you take care of the house, and when you are fine, you can cook some food, chat or something. ”

He Qiyan took a sip of tofu brain: "I'm not used to contact with strangers in private, and I need to be alone in my own space." It's also very convenient to order takeout, but occasionally ask a part-time worker to come over and clean up. ”

Ling Wenxiao nodded: "Oh, okay, I understand Mr. He."

Ling Wenxiao ate it in a big gulp, and the taste of Crane Qiyan was good, which was very much in line with Ling Wenxiao's preferences.