Chapter Twenty-Eight: Even My Cook
Lin Wanyi felt that nothing could be more serious and painful than the damage caused by He Siye.
He could break her defenses with a casual word.
No matter what Xia Chuhuan does, as long as he doesn't lose his conscience, as long as he doesn't touch his interests, then he will eventually become his wife.
How could He Siye's wife tolerate the assault of others?
When they get married, I'm afraid that their revenge will be even more difficult.
Lin Wanyi recovered from the fatal pain, "When are you going to get married?" ”
He Siye's mood was uncertain, "Why do you want to know?" ”
Lin Wanyi raised her head and looked at the man in the mirror.
He's looking at himself.
The light was bright, casting a sparkle under his unfathomable eyes.
It seems like a lot of love.
Lin Wanyi said lightly, "If you don't want to say it, forget it." ”
He Siye chuckled.
"Invitations are definitely yours."
He Mu slept for two hours.
When she opened her eyes, her eyes lit up and she asked, "Wanwan, what kind of perfume are you wearing?" ”
Lin Wanyi was slightly stunned, "I didn't use perfume." ”
"Then why do you smell so good? I slept against you, and I didn't even dream. ”
Lin Wanyi smiled, "Then I often come to accompany you." ”
"That's for the best."
The two of them helped them get out of the car.
Lin Wanyi is 24 years old this year.
It has grown open, and it is extremely slim, and He Mu likes it in her heart, "Wanwan, is there a partner?" ”
Lin Wanyi, "I don't have that idea yet." ”
"Yes, now you should focus on your career, if you have a favorite boy in the future, you bring it home, I will help you refer to it, as long as you don't mind, this is your home."
Mother He still has that mind and wants her to be her goddaughter.
Lin Wanyi was vague.
Soon after arriving at the old house, the people in the family began to be busy, and Lin Wanyi wanted to repay He's mother, so she went to the kitchen to cook her own dishes.
She deliberately follows the healing recipe.
In the past, He Si often socialized at night, and when he came back drunk, she stewed a sobering soup for him, which also had nourishing ingredients to care for the spleen and stomach.
Next to it, the chef washes the lobster and crab and prepares it for steaming.
A crab wanted to run and jumped out of the plate.
Lin Wanyi subconsciously grabbed it, but she was accidentally pinched, and she quickly retracted her hand.
The crab immediately got retribution and accidentally fell into the steamer.
When the chef scooped it up, it was dying.
"Are you alright?" The chef cares.
Lin Wanyi wiped away the little bloodstain, "It's okay." ”
The chef thought it was funny, "The crab didn't want to die, so he ran desperately, but he didn't expect to go in the wrong direction and die the fastest." ”
Lin Wanyi was stunned.
She couldn't help but substitute for herself, isn't it, the direction of her efforts is also wrong.
Lin Wanyi said softly, "But no matter what, crabs are a dead end." ”
Chef," he said. ”
He saw that Lin Wanyi's hand began to bleed again, wiped his hand and picked up a tissue, "I'll wrap it for you, stop the bleeding, and then use a band-aid." ”
Lin Wanyi didn't react, so the chef started to stop the bleeding for her.
"Thanks, I'll just come by myself."
Before he finished speaking, He Siye suddenly walked in.
His gaze fell on their hands, "Cook a meal, and make love." ”
Lin Wanyi couldn't stand his yin and yang weirdness, so she turned around and continued to be her own.
The chef was also quite stunned, but he didn't understand what he was afraid of, so he quickly explained.
He Siye came behind her.
The chef was preparing the oil pot and frying things, and when the sound of Zizi sounded, it was mixed with He Siye's mockery, "Even my chef won't let go?" ”
Lin Wanyi had a heart attack, "If you don't insult me, can't you live?" ”
"Am I insulting you, didn't you do it?"
"Am I still not able to accept the care of others? Who are you to control me? ”
He Siye was cold, "I really shouldn't care, I should have watched you fend for yourself that night in the hotel." ”
"I'm really embarrassed, but Mr. He, you're no better."
He Siye smiled, "Really? So let's find a time today and review? ”
Lin Wan thought of the USB flash drive.
All of a sudden, he and Lin Zongguang were united.
Is it that all men in the world are virtuous, taking the chastity that women care about, threatening, and intimidating.
Enraged, she turned around and slapped him hard.
He Siye paused, the smile in his eyes disappeared, and a terrifying anger rose in his favor.
But the woman in front of her was even more angry, and she almost set the kitchen on fire.
The chef's voice broke the embarrassment, "Master, are you okay?" ”
He Siye licked the blood from the corner of his lips.
He stared at Lin Wanyi's face, and his voice was low, "Do yours, it's none of your business." ”
Lin Wanyi turned her back, "Get out, I don't want to see you now." ”
The frying was over, and the kitchen was calm.
He Siye turned around and took two steps out.
Feeling the temperature behind him gradually disappearing, Lin Wanyi's nerves slowly relaxed.
A man's muffled voice came from behind, "How long have you been doing this?" ”
The chef said nervously, "Master, it's been three years." ”
"I won't use it tomorrow, and you will be counted as two more years when you settle your salary."
The chef was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously apologized, "I'm sorry young master, I shouldn't have ears and mouths, I didn't hear anything just now, young master." ”
He Siye opened the door and left.
He walked to the side hall, took out an iced Coke from the refrigerator, and put it on his face.
He Mu noticed him and came over to ask, "What's wrong with you?" ”
He Siye rubbed his face and turned on the Coke with one hand, "Not much, a little thirsty." ”
But He Mu still saw the marks on his face, "What's the matter?" ”
"Fell."
“…… Then be careful. He Mu felt a bit like fingerprints.
But on second thought, who would dare to hit him.
That must have fallen.
During the meal, Mother He tasted Lin Wanyi's craftsmanship and praised it again.
She pushed it to He Siye, "You taste it, it's better than Chu Huan's cooking." ”
He Siye, "She is so delicate, she never cooks, and the two are not comparable." ”
was about to move the chopsticks, Lin Wanyi suddenly dragged the bowl back.
"Auntie, you can eat, I didn't cook much today, if Mr. He wants to eat, I'll make it then."
Mother He smiled, innocent and innocent, and pushed the bowl back again, "Just taste it, don't eat too much." ”
He Siye glanced coldly at Lin Wanyi, who had a stinky face, and ate half of it in one go.
Then he commented seriously, "Well, it's really much better than Chu Huan." ”
When Lin Wanyi heard this, she felt as if there was a worm gnawing in her heart.
She didn't want to compare herself to the murderer.
I don't want to hear such a comparison from He Siye's mouth.
During the whole meal, neither of them exchanged a word.
If it weren't for He Mule, this atmosphere would have been extremely cold.
After eating, Lin Wanyi accompanied Mother He to chat in the living room.
Speaking of her dead parents, Mother He was sad for a while, and her eyes were full of pity when she looked at Lin Wanyi.
After a while, He Siye came down with the computer.
He sat on the other side of the couch, facing them, with a laptop in his lap.
In front of Lin Wanyi, he plugged in the pink USB flash drive.
Lin Wanyi just looked up and saw it, and stood up in fright, "He Siye!" ”