"Because..." Xia Ruoqi lowered her head again, "I thought those chefs were too noisy, so I gave them leave. Then no one prepared lunch, so I wanted to do it myself... So I asked Miss Qian to teach me, and I
I didn’t hold the knife properly, and accidentally..."
"Did you hold the knife properly? Accidentally?" Zheng Keyun's voice was still cold, "I think you are too complacent!"
After being his bed partner for nearly two years, would he still not know how much Xia Ruoqi weighs and what kind of personality she has?
It must be that after cutting a carrot, he started to act arrogantly, thinking that he was a famous chef, and then he knew it without even thinking about it, and he immediately became extremely happy and sad. Read the latest VIP chapter\
"Why are you so sarcastic?" Xia Ruoqi pouted unhappily.
Normally, when you see your wife’s hand being cut with a knife, shouldn’t you be very worried and distressed? Why is Zheng Keryun’s reaction completely different?
"Have I?" Zheng Keryun curled his lips and snorted coldly.
"She said no! Do you want me to ask someone to bring a mirror so you can see what you look like now?" Xia Ruoqi snorted and turned around to ask the servant to bring a mirror.
The servant glanced at the sullen Zheng Keyun, did not move, and lowered his head silently.
"Hey! Didn't I tell you to get a mirror? What are you still doing? Go quickly!" Xia Ruoqi called.
The servant still didn't move, his head lowered.
Xia Ruoqi was so angry that her eyebrows were crooked. She took a deep breath and was about to get angry. The words just came to her mouth. Before she could say them out, she was interrupted by Zheng Keyun's deep voice.
"Go, call xx restaurant and ask them to prepare lunch and deliver it. It must be delivered within an hour." Zheng Keryun turned his head, glanced at the clock on the wall, and ordered.
"Yes, Master..." The servant nodded and retreated.
Before he had even taken two steps, Miss Qian, who was standing beside him and felt a little embarrassed, timidly spoke up and stopped him, "Wait a minute!"
Everyone was startled at the same time and turned to look at Miss Qian.
"Mr. Zheng, I have already prepared lunch. There is no need to ask anyone to deliver it."
"Are you ready?" Zheng Keryun's thick eyebrows frowned slightly. He glanced at Xia Ruoqi first, then at Miss Qian, "You did it?"
"Ms. Xia can help." Miss Qian quickly explained.
"Help?" Zheng Keryun raised his eyebrows, clearly showing his disbelief.
"...What's that expression on your face!" Xia Ruoqi stretched out her foot unhappily and kicked him.
Zheng Keryun didn't even frown and handed the medical kit to the servant, "Since it's ready, there's no need to call. Let's eat."
After finishing speaking, Zheng Keyun stood up, took Xia Ruoqi's other uninjured hand, and walked towards the dining room.[
"Uh...Mr. Zheng..." Miss Qian started hesitantly, and chased after them with chaotic steps to stop them.
"What's the matter?" Zheng Keyun turned to look at her.
"I have something to do at the company this afternoon, so I have to rush back..." Miss Qian swallowed, looking very nervous.
In fact, she was fine at all. Chairman Wu Quren had already ordered her to report to Zheng's house for the next three days. However, the atmosphere here became really weird, and Xia Ruoqi's hand was injured again.
There was definitely no way to continue studying, so Miss Qian thought that she would have nothing to do if she stayed, so she decided to leave and go back to the company to work.