The woman's voice was cold and harsh, and following this voice was a figure rushing in.
First one, then another, and in this moment two more people came in.
The person at the front is a woman. As for the person behind this woman, she is dressed in neutral clothing and looks like a woman or a man. The metaphors are a bit confusing.
So, her eyes automatically and consciously fell on the man's neck.
She was looking for Adam's apple. If she found the person, she would be a man. If she didn't find it, she would be a woman.
But looking at it this way, the Adam's apple feels vaguely there.
Therefore, even if you look for the Adam's apple, you won't be able to tell whether it is a man or a woman.
I waited until this person spoke to tell whether it was a man or a woman, but she just didn't speak.
But people are like this. The less certain they are, the more curious they become. The more they want to know whether this person is a boy or a girl, "Are you..."
The beautiful Mrs. Zheng didn't introduce her yet, so Yu Se couldn't wait and asked directly.
Save yourself the worry and suffering.
"Don't touch my brother." The woman who could be identified as a woman said.
This sentence made people know her identity, Mr. Zheng's sister.
Not to mention the length, they still look a bit alike.
Knowing the identity of the woman who came in later, Yu Se continued to look at the person who came behind her.
But that person didn't take the initiative to introduce who he was like his sister.
Seeing that the person didn't introduce himself, Yu Se looked at Mrs. Zheng, "That person is..."
"My brother and I are our daily life assistants," Sister Zheng said.
Yu Se blinked, "So, besides Mr. Zheng and Mrs. Zheng, this assistant also comes in often, right?"
"Yes." This time it was Mrs. Zheng who answered, "But she only comes at certain times in the morning and afternoon every day."
Yu Se smiled, "I didn't expect Mrs. Zheng to be a master chef, she's amazing."
Logically speaking, if such a beautiful woman is married to a high-ranking person, she definitely does not need to cook. However, judging from Mrs. Zheng's explanation, this assistant is equivalent to an hourly worker, and she is still a part-time worker who only arrives in the morning and afternoon.
, then if the meal is not served, Mr. Zheng and Mrs. Zheng must have cooked the meal themselves.
"It's okay, so-so, just okay to eat. Who makes me not like those dishes that add a lot of MSG and seasonings? They're all hormones. I don't like them."
Yu Seshen agreed, "What Mrs. Zheng said is that sometimes the more delicious the food in a restaurant, the more problematic it is. It's not necessarily that it's cooked well, but that it's seasoned well."
But many of the seasonings are additives, which are not good for the body.
So if you can cook it by yourself, cook it by yourself. After all, you can also buy organic ingredients when cooking by yourself.
For example, the ingredients of Mojia are all organic, and the fruits and vegetables without the addition of chemical fertilizers and pesticides are really delicious and can be eaten raw.
"Yes, I think the same way, so Assistant Chen brings us the ingredients and I cook them myself." Mrs. Zheng explained that she was a little proud of how often she cooked.
After all, many upper-class ladies don't go into the kitchen because they don't want to look bad.
"Mrs. Zheng is very pragmatic, I admire her very much."
"What's there to admire? Living at home and cooking your own food is the long-term solution." Everyone likes to be praised, and Mrs. Zheng is no exception.
"Sister-in-law, don't talk nonsense to them. You can't let her touch my brother." Sister Zheng couldn't stand the friendly way Mrs. Zheng chatted with Yu Se...