Mr.CEO Looks Exactly the Same as My Son!-Chapter 851: Why Is It So Uncooperative When It’s My Turn?

The servant stood not far behind her, watching with a fearful heart, wanting several times to step forward and support her.

Lan Shan wandered out of the room absent-mindedly and, upon arriving at the dining room, saw Gong Shaoyu reading the newspaper. When he noticed her, he furrowed his brow, "Not feeling well?"

Lan Shan didn’t reply, just sat directly across from him and began eating.

She ate a few bites like chewing wax and couldn’t continue, so she took a napkin to wipe her mouth, preparing to get up and leave. Before she managed to stand, Gong Shaoyu, who hadn’t spoken, suddenly asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Lately, when Gong Shaoyu wasn’t busy, he would stay at the manor, and after spending some time together, their relationship improved somewhat. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"No." With effort, she tried to smile, but it was a stiff smile.

"Is today’s breakfast not to your liking? Tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll have the kitchen remake it for you."

As soon as Gong Shaoyu finished speaking, Lan Shan responded, "No need. Brother Gong..."

"Let’s have dumplings today."

"Hm?" Gong Shaoyu looked up, furrowing his brow as he glanced at her, putting down the newspaper in his hand, "Want to eat dumplings?"

"Mm."

"I’ll call the kitchen..."

"Brother Gong, I want to make them myself."

Her cooking skills weren’t great, but I just wanted to make something for him to eat. I thought long and hard but couldn’t come up with a good idea, then remembered the dumplings Xinluo taught me to make during the New Year.

"I’ve said before, don’t go into the kitchen."

Gong Shaoyu’s face remained stern, leaving no room for negotiation.

"I know, but I can make dumplings."

There was a noticeable lack of confidence in her voice as she spoke.

"Xinluo taught me how to make dumplings before; I just suddenly had a craving."

"My appetite’s been poor these past few days, I just want to eat, want to make it myself. Brother Gong, don’t worry, what happened last time won’t happen again."

Gong Shaoyu pursed his lips, remained silent, and after a long silence, he nodded lightly.

For some reason, when dealing with Lan Shan, he was surprisingly patient. In the past, he was firm and decisive, once something was decided, it wouldn’t change, but now she persuaded him with just a few words.

Thinking about it, being so patient with a girl, apart from Xinluo, it’s probably only Shanshan!

He didn’t think deeply about it, assuming it was because Lan Shan was a good friend of Ye Xinluo that he was so patient with her.

He called the kitchen to prepare plenty of ingredients for making dumplings, had the meat filling chopped, dumpling skins ready, and ensured nothing else was being cooked in the kitchen before confidently leaving it to her.

Lan Shan rolled up her sleeves, stood in front of the glass table, and stared at the things on the board, momentarily unsure where to start.

Looking awkward, she followed the method Xinluo taught her before, picked up a dumpling skin, put some filling in, then prepared to fold it.

However, it seemed like there was too much filling, and the skin couldn’t contain it...

Unwilling to scoop out the filling, she resolutely pressed down, but meat filling spread all over the outside of the skin, and some stuck to her hands.

Because she squeezed too hard, it burst open from the bottom.

Other people’s dumplings looked so nice, one perfect fold after another, but when it came to her, why didn’t they listen?

With slight dissatisfaction, she furrowed her brow and tossed the ruined dumpling aside.

The head chef stood not far behind her, and in just a short while, she had ruined several dumpling skins, causing him to twitch his eye in discomfort...