MTL - Prestigious Family Marriage: Uncle vs Young Wife-Chapter 33 : alone (1)

Early Saturday morning.

Dou Weier ran with Ye Yexin, and came back to take a shower to start makeup.

After finishing the makeup, just Ye came out of the bathroom. She stared at the leaves and looked at it for a few seconds. She said, "I really want to go with you to clean up Jingboyuan."

Ye Qingxin: "...you can't do anything about it? When the designer assistant of a big company is not better than temporary workers?"

Dou Weier: "You know that my goal is not this."

Ye Qingxin: "..."

Dou Weier suddenly had a bright eye. "Would you like, let me go with you. Today, he must rest at home on the weekend. At that time, I will throw him down and eat it, then I am Jingboyuan's woman!" Oh..."

Ye Qingxin: "Do you dare?"

Dou Weier's rising morale suddenly disappeared, shrinking his neck, "Don't dare."

Ye Qingxin: "..."

Ye Yinxin issued a leaflet to a male specialist hospital in the central square in the morning, and rushed to Nanshan Villa after lunch at noon.

When I arrived, it was the door that Jingboyuan personally gave her.

He wore a very casual home service, which was less serious than usual and more leisurely.

Ye eagerly looked at the villa and did not see Zhang Wei.

Jing Boyuan said: "Zhang Wei is not there."

Ye looked at Jingboyuan, and this person’s eyes were too poisonous. She looked inside and he saw what she was thinking?

This kind of person, it is estimated that few people dare to play tricks in front of him.

"Can you cook?" Jingbo Yuan asked.

Ye has a heart, he has not eaten yet?

After thinking about it, it’s also true that Zhang Wei is not there. He certainly won’t do it himself. It’s just that she is going to clean the villa. The ready-made labor force does not need to be used.

If you are a businessman, you are good at calculating and not wasting a little human resources.

Ye said in a down-to-earth manner: "It will be a little bit, but the cooking is not good. I don't know if Jing can be used to eating."

Jing Boyuan’s deep eyes caught her, for a moment, faintly said: “Nothing.”

After turning around, I turned to the door of the foreign house.

Ye enamoured to close the villa door and follow up.

What do you do for Jingboyuan?

She stood in front of the refrigerator and had trouble.

There are vegetables, meat and seafood in the refrigerator, but... she will only do some simple food.

For example, cooking noodles.

Jingboyuan is used to the taste of the mountains and seas. I want to come to the stomach and be very delicate. Do you cook the dishes?

Out of the kitchen, the whole villa was empty, and I didn’t know where Jingboyuan was. Just after she followed him, he had no shadow.

"Mr. Jing?" she screamed.

No one responded.

"Mr. Jing?" Increase the volume.

Still no one should.

Ye did not dare to rush, and took out his cell phone and called Jing Boyuan.

Study room.

Jingboyuan is wearing headphones and listening to the work report of the people in the computer.

The phone screen suddenly lights up.

The calm eyes swept over and paused. The person in the computer spoke "slightly" in fluent English, took off the headphones, and took the phone out of the study.

Standing in front of the guardrail and looking downstairs, Ye Yinxin just raised his mobile phone and looked upstairs.

Four eyes meet.

The man is condescending, the gas field is as strong as the king, and people are unconsciously surrendered.

Ye slammed the phone firmly, rubbed his lips and asked him: "I won't have much, will you cook a bowl of noodles?"

Jingboyuan overlooks the small face of the Lingxiu in the downstairs. The bright eyes seem to bring together thousands of mountains and waters, fresh and clear, and full of water.

It is a pair of clean scorpions that are unforgettable and refreshing.

Jingboyuan has been immersed in shopping malls for more than ten years. He has seen too many people's eyes, calculations, pleasing, flattering, respectful, and admiring. Only this pair of eyes can never be bored.

I vaguely remembered that she saw her for the first time more than ten years ago. She was looking at him with such a pair of pure eyes. The years changed, her appearance was overwhelming, but the brilliance in her eyes was the same as in the beginning.

For a long time, he took his thoughts from his memory and answered with a calm voice: "Which."

Anyway?

The most casual answer in the world is just casual.

Ye stared at the ingredients in the refrigerator for a while, since he said casually, then make a tomato egg noodles, easy to do.

Will it be too much?

Put a few more shrimps and raise them.

After making up his mind, Ye Yinxin began to work.

In the study.

Jingboyuan sat behind the computer, and the strong body leaned back on the back of the chair, with long legs overlapping and wearing headphones. The expression was serious and serious. It seemed to focus on the overseas video conference, but if you look closely, He will find a faint shackle in his deep black scorpion.

He is ecstatic.

The leaves of the heart of the twin-crystal bright scorpion always sway in front of his eyes, causing him to be strict with self-discipline, he must not condense.

"I am here today, and the rest of the meeting will be said tomorrow."

Cross the video and get up.

When I opened the study door, Jingbo was able to hear the sound of washing in the kitchen, and then the chopping board touched the crispy surface of the countertop, and then it was the sound of cutting vegetables.

Dangdang.

Jingboyuan had a cigarette, standing against the guardrail, and his expression was deep.

I have never heard of such voices in the past, but I don’t know why, I feel very good today.

Ye Yinxin is probably a talent that really doesn't have cooking.

I used to have no cooking at home, but I couldn’t make delicious food. It’s either light or salty. I’m always not good at it. I don’t have the skills to learn and fight.

She looked at the inside of the pot and rolled it. She didn't dare to put more salt. Put it a little bit and put a bite to taste until it felt salty.

After a while, I picked up a few noodles and tasted it.

Take a soup bowl from the cupboard, hold the noodles and soup, and put a few prawns neatly on top, it looks quite like that.

Ye plunged his lips with satisfaction and took the bowl and turned to the table.

Inadvertently carrying it up, I saw a figure of half a meter far away with a stalwart figure. The owner of the figure was staring at her deeply, and she was shocked by the shaking of her hands. The hot soup was sprinkled on the back of her hand, and then she screamed. Even the soup bowl is on the marble floor.

The bowl is split and the soup splashes.

The next moment.

The leaves have not yet reacted to what to do, and the icy water column is poured on the back of the hand, alleviating the pain that has not been raging.

Jing Boyuan grabbed Ye’s wrist and grabbed his mobile phone.

"Xiaoyu, send a doctor to visit Nanshan Villa, I have a friend burned here."

------Off topic ------

Cheng Ruyu: Can you call me Xiaoyu?

Jing Boyuan: Xiaoru.

Cheng Ruyu:......