"Miss Xia, you can't do this. If the young master knows that you cook in person, he will definitely fire us..."
The two servants saw Xia Zhitong take out the salmon from the refrigerator, and saw her start to operate it skillfully. She put the light orange salmon on the chopping board with her delicate white hands, and cut the salmon into small pieces with a knife.
Then, she wiped her hands and took out the mushrooms and other ingredients. Soon the large plate was filled with various colors, meat and vegetable ingredients. The ingredients were almost ready. She then walked to the rice cooker just now, and gently touched it with her hand.
Pressing the button, the hot porridge rolled. After pouring the ingredients, she sprinkled some seasonings with a spoon.
After Xia Zhitong finished his work, he looked at the clock and smiled at the two servants, "Don't worry, I won't tell the young master."
Her crystal eyes looked at the smoke rising from the rice cooker, which had a fragrant smell, and her heart was filled with anticipation.
suddenly--
The kitchen door was pushed open.
Xia Zhitong turned around, surprise in her eyes...
Huo Chengxi saw a woman with a pale pink face, wearing a simple apron, looking at him with expectant crystal eyes, as if she was a little embarrassed.
A trace of amusement flashed in his eyes, his thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he glanced around the kitchen.
The next second, his expression became cold again, and his falcon eyes locked on her face, "What are you doing here?"
Xia Zhitong felt that his tone was a little low, as if he was questioning, "I'm worried that you will be hungry when you come back, so I plan to... oh no, let the servants prepare a bowl of seafood porridge for you."
His sharp eyes glanced coldly at the two servants who had their heads lowered. His cold black eyes revealed a chill that made people tremble, and a merciless word escaped from his cold thin lips,
"Xia Zhitong, you stay. You two...get out of the villa immediately!"
"Master, it's our fault, we leave immediately!"
The two servants were so frightened that they didn't even dare to raise their heads. They didn't even pack their things and hurried away in the dark night.
"Mr. Huo, are you going too far by doing this?"
"Pour the porridge immediately, do you hear me?!" Huo Chengxi's dark eyes burst out with two cold gleams, and he yelled at her angrily.
At this time, the indicator light on the rice cooker came on, and with a "pop" sound, the porridge was cooked...
She clutched her apron tightly with her hands, hesitating whether to serve him a bowl of porridge. She looked into Huo Chengxi's cold and ruthless eyes, and suddenly felt a little heartbroken.
Such a cold and unreasonable man, why should everything be done according to his ideas? Is it wrong to care about him?
Huo Chengxi's eyes, as deep as the sea, were filled with violent waves. He saw Xia Zhitong turn around and turn on the rice cooker. Hot mist filled his eyes instantly...
My thoughts also went back to that thunderstorm night twenty years ago. A young boy was holding a bowl of hot porridge, with tears shining in his big bright eyes. He was crying and looking at the hospital bed.
The woman next to me has a sickly and pale face, and her eyes are cloudy and empty...
"Mommy, Xixi has cooked a bowl of porridge for you. Aunt Mei taught me how to make it. Eat it quickly. Mommy's illness will be cured after you eat enough!" The little boy innocently looked at the man with the tattoo on his body.
Woman with full duct.
The woman's empty pupils shrank, and hot tears flowed from her eyes. The little boy quickly wiped her tears, but the tears flowed more and more... He nervously wiped her tears, and listened to the "beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep beep.
The heartbeat is getting faster and faster.
Suddenly——
The woman's body trembled, and all the beeping sounds turned into a long "beeping" sound...
"Mommy, are you asleep?"
"Mommy, wake up quickly, the porridge is getting cold, and it won't taste good when it gets cold!"
The little boy desperately pushed the woman on the hospital bed, but the woman on the bed remained motionless, and her tears stained the white sheets.
In the deathly silent ward, there was only the cry of the boy, but no one came into the ward to save his mother...
…
Huo Chengxi's painful eyes shone with rare tears, which were rare cold stars in the dark night.
Xia Zhitong carefully held a bowl of hot seafood porridge, her clear and beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons, her faint smile revealed deep concern, she only hoped that this bowl of fragrant porridge could make him
Feeling her concern for him.
Huo Chengxi's stern eyes were narrowed, his handsome face was tense, and his tall body was actually trembling!
Those innocent and innocent eyes are so similar to the eyes of that little boy twenty years ago!
suddenly--
He raised his hands angrily!
"Bang--" there was a sound, and the hot porridge spilled all over the floor.