"What's delicious outside?" Xining smiled and picked up a wet hand towel to wipe his hands: "The additives in those takeaways are no less than those in hotels and restaurants, but if you eat like this, you will get fatty liver sooner or later."

He said to the servant next to him: "Please make me a cup of black tea so that I can relieve my tiredness."

Ye Chuhan raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you are very good at food. I wonder if you are as good at judging cooking."

Xining responded calmly: "If you don't want to be poisoned by me, you can try my craftsmanship."

Ye Chuhan suddenly smiled. He was handsome and his smile was a bit dazzling: "I'm very happy."

Mo Ming: "I knew it."

Xining: "Nonsense, you can either conquer with your body or conquer a man's stomach."

People like torture to be more healthy. They look humiliated and humiliated every day, shed tears at every turn, and suffer to death. I am not the type that people like, so I can’t do it!"

The black tea came, and Xining stood up with the cup in hand: "I have to prepare breakfast tomorrow morning, so I'll excuse you."

Ye Chuhan didn't stop her and watched her leave, his eyes dark and dark.

No matter where he goes, there are people following him. Xi Ning doesn't ask the people following him where he is, and they won't answer him anyway.

This is a place where the body owner has never been before. The plot has changed, and naturally many things will change.

When he got to the room, Xining opened the window, held a tea cup, and drank black tea while admiring the increasingly dark night scene outside.

The security guard who was holding the dog downstairs was nervous and stood nearby with the dog, fearing that she would jump down and run away.

Come on, this is the third floor. Even if it's soft grass first, if you jump down and jump poorly, you'll break your bones. I still want to live for a few more years, and I still have to complete this damn mission.

Mo Ming: "Do you think that cooking well can capture Ye Chuhan's heart? Rich people don't lack cooks."

Xi Ning: "Do you think you can win Ye Chuhan's heart by giving birth to a child? Rich people do not lack women who are willing to bear children for him."

How many rich and famous people marry their sons. The reason is not because they want children, but because it will damage their reputation if word spreads. For people who don't care about reputation at all, they think that the mother will marry with the son.

A rich family, that's just a dream. Even if there are three or four children, the most you can give is money and get out.

If Cinderella does not have aristocratic status, she will always be Cinderella. How many people can climb up a branch and become a phoenix? But for this one in ten thousand possibility, there are still those who can dream and climb hard. However,

Have you forgotten? You were originally so good? As long as you use this part of your experience to make money, you can still get the same or even more money.

After drinking a cup of black tea, close the window? And draw the curtains. Regardless of whether the security guard standing on the grass is still dumbfounded? Put down the cup? Turn on the TV.

You can learn a lot of information from TV, which Mo Ming even refused to provide.

Mo Ming: "The place is Southeast Asia, and this house belongs to the Ye family."

Xining: "Do you think it's a bit hindsight to say it now?"

Even if you don’t say it, you can analyze it. The TV stations here have Chinese channels, but most of them are in a language that Jiliguala can’t understand? This is a phenomenon that only occurs in Southeast Asia.

It's really amazing. In just half a day, she was moved from Seoul, where winter has already entered, to Southeast Asia, where it's like summer all year round.

Mo Ming: "Private charter flight."

Nonsense, and we know that the plane is parked at the airport. With Ye Chuhan's current financial resources, getting a private plane is a piece of cake.

Is this a bit difficult? First of all, it is difficult to escape. Even if you escape, you may not be able to escape far if you have no money and are in a strange country.

After thinking for a while, she stood up, walked to the door, and opened it.

There were two burly men standing on the left and right outside the door. When they saw her opening the door, they became nervous. This woman has some skills.

Xining tried to communicate: "Chinese, English, or something else?"

One person responded: "Ms. Tang, what's the matter?"

It's in Chinese, so that's much easier. Xining smiled and said calmly: "Please tell Mr. Ye, I need clothes for cooking, but it's not a maid outfit. I can't wear this or the ones in the room."

Can you cook in your pajamas?”

The dress was very beautiful, and so was the person. He swallowed and said, "Okay, I will definitely convey it to you."

"And you two don't have to stand at the door. I don't like strangers standing outside the door at night. I think Mr. Ye will also think that this is inappropriate. Thank you!" Xining closed the door without waiting for a response.

I went back to the room and lay down on the bed again. I changed the English channel and it happened to be playing a movie, so I stopped changing the channel.

After finishing the movie and using the bathroom, I went to find a set of hanging pajamas in the cupboard, then lay down and fell asleep.

On the second day, she woke up naturally and saw that it was already eight o'clock in the morning. But it didn't matter, she got up slowly. She saw a rope beside the bed, which seemed to be connected to the outside, so she grabbed it and pulled it.

After I finished, I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash my face. As I was wiping my face, the maid's voice came from outside: "Miss Tang, I've brought the clothes you need."

"Leave it alone, I'll come out and get it later." She responded.

When I walked out of the bathroom, I saw that the bed had been made up and the clothes were placed neatly on the bed.

A set of white work clothes and a ridiculously tall hat. They are the clothes worn by a chef. This is probably a deliberate joke on her.

It seems that you have to show the level of a chef, otherwise I will be sorry for this suit.

Accompanied by the maid, Xining went to the kitchen on the first floor, and there stood a chef wearing the same clothes.

The chef's face was dark: "You are the one who said I put too much MSG?"

It turned out to be the MSG chef. Xining smiled, turned around and looked at the ingredients.

On the counter, there are a lot of ingredients, various vegetables and meats, just like the kitchen of a five-star hotel. The plot emperor once again played its role, making the wealthy family look like a hotel. How exaggerated is it?

Just make it so exaggerated.

The person next to me who looked like a kitchen worker had a flattering smile on his face: "Ms. Tang, I am Xiao Zhang, the kitchen worker here. Just give me whatever you need."

Well, there is a future!

Xining smiled with satisfaction: "I am responsible for Mr. Ye's and my food now. You can go about your own business. I will call you if necessary. Xiao Zhang?"

"Yes, yes!" Xiao Zhang was so happy, maybe it was an opportunity for promotion and salary increase: "Okay, great."

The head chef glanced at Xiao Zhang with disdain and said, "What are you still doing? Get started. It's already past breakfast time. Do you still want to eat?"

About five or six staff members in the kitchen immediately became busy.

The head chef smiled at Xiao Zhangpi and said, "You will be the one to cut the onions today."

Ah, chopping onions? This is obviously a job to punish people. Xiao Zhang made a sad face, it seems that if the flattery is not successful, he will suffer first.
Chapter completed!