At this time, the cell phone rang outside. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with her, Sheng Lijue turned around and went out to answer the phone.
Shi Qiuqiu breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at Sheng Lijue answering the phone in the living room with a serious face. She unconsciously thought of Su Jie's threatening words in her mind, which made her headache even worse. She even forgot that the fire was still on and the hot oil was burning in the pot.
With a bang, the deep-fried oil burst into flames, which shot up ten feet high and almost burned Shi Qiuqiu's hair.
Fortunately, after making the call, Sheng Lijue sensed something was wrong and rushed over to see this scene. He quickly stretched out his hand to pull the person into his arms, and quickly went to get the pot lid to put out the fire. The kitchen was filled with a strong smell of oil smoke.
"Shi Qiuqiu, you don't want to die." Sheng Lijue became extremely angry when he thought that if he hadn't come here in time, Shi Qiuqiu might have been injured.
"Yes, I'm sorry." Shi Qiuqiu lowered his head with a sore nose and apologized to Sheng Lijue.
Sheng Lijue noticed something strange about Shi Qiuqiu and saw her standing at the door with her head lowered, aggrieved and guilty. He had no choice but to suppress the anger in his heart and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you?"
Shi Qiuqiu didn't dare to reveal what happened to Luo Luo. Seeing that he was really angry, she didn't dare to deal with it casually. She seriously found the most decent excuse: "It's just that the things on the crew are a bit troublesome.
I just got distracted, sorry."
Thinking that she almost set the kitchen on fire, Shi Qiuqiu couldn't help but feel frightened. It was really that Su Jie and Sheng Mingcheng had driven her crazy in the past two days.
If there is no way to get investment for Luoluo to continue treatment, she is afraid that she will grow old overnight.
Sheng Lijue looked at her frowning face, suppressed his anger and accusations, and said, "What's the matter? I'll help you solve it."
He had been to that crew twice, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that it was a mess. Shi Qiuqiu had no power, so it was normal for him to encounter problems. He had no doubts about it.
Seeing that he opened his mouth to help without hesitation, Shi Qiuqiu was not unmoved, but it was just a lie after all. She couldn't afford such a favor, so she could only shake her head and refuse.
Afraid that he would be angry, she quickly walked over, grabbed Sheng Lijue's hand and explained: "Mr. Sheng, you have saved me twice and helped me a lot. I have to walk the rest of the way by myself. If I don't even have this ability,
If not, how can I gain a foothold in the entertainment industry in the future?"
Her tone was flattering and comforting, and the lonely look she had just lost was gone, and she finally looked like she had in the past.
Seeing that Shi Qiuqiu couldn't ask, Sheng Lijue didn't continue to ask.
However, he pulled Shi Qiuqiu over, took off his apron, and said with a dark face, "You don't need to cook anymore."
Shi Qiuqiu's current state was clearly not suitable for cooking, and he didn't want anyone to really blow up the kitchen.
"But, the servants are all on holiday, and you haven't eaten yet." Shi Qiuqiu said guiltily, "Why don't you come over to the kitchen now, or order takeout?"
Sheng Lijue didn't like unfamiliar people coming to his home, and he didn't like to eat takeout. He refused outright, then put on an apron and said reluctantly, "I'll do it."
Shi Qiuqiu: "..."
Mr. Sheng, are you serious?
No matter what she was thinking, she was kicked out of the kitchen by Sheng Lijue. She sat in the living room and continued to hold her phone in a daze, looking in the direction of the kitchen from time to time.
There were clashing sounds in the kitchen from time to time. She asked several times but Sheng Lijue drove her back, so she had to give up and wait quietly.
An hour later, Sheng Lijue finally finished the meal with great effort.
Four dishes, two meat and two vegetarian.
Because the ingredients are all well-matched, it doesn’t look strange, but the finished product doesn’t stand out.
"Eat." Sheng Lijue glanced at Shi Qiuqiu, who had been walking like a zombie all night. He put one hand behind his back and reached out with the other hand to half-hug the person to the dining table. He even handed the chopsticks to her hand.
Pushing a plate of chicken: "Try this."
"Okay." Shi Qiuqiu came back to his senses for a moment and glanced at the food on the dining table.
However, her mind was like a blur, and she did not give a normal reaction. Instead, she thought of the scene of eating at Shi's house that day, as well as Sheng Mingcheng's repeated rejections and Su Jie's endless threats, and she suddenly lost her appetite.
When Sheng Lijue saw this, he thought she disliked her, and his face suddenly sank. He wanted to get angry but suppressed it again.
He simply walked over to Shi Qiuqiu and sat down, picking up vegetables for her to eat with his own hands. His tone was neither cold nor hot, but very calm: "Try it."
Shi Qiuqiu looked like a robot and did whatever he was told. He opened his mouth and ate the chicken, and subconsciously knew how to apologize and muttered: "Thank you."
In fact, she was still thinking about how to get through this difficulty. She chewed the chicken mechanically and did not taste the food made by Sheng Lijue.
He even continued to raise his hands unconsciously to pick up vegetables and eat, and even called Sheng Lijue: "You can eat too."
Sheng Lijue picked up the chopsticks and glanced at her again. He felt a little proud when he saw that Shi Qiuqiu ate the meal he cooked without changing his expression this time, without any special reaction.
You will definitely improve if you practice your cooking skills.
He picked up a piece of chicken with chopsticks, and there were a few red marks on the back of his hand, which had been scalded with hot oil. Although he knew that Shi Qiuqiu might not be paying attention at all, he still turned over his palm to hide the scars on the back of his hand.
stand up.
The joy in my heart outweighed the pain in my body.
As a result, Sheng Lijue tasted the chicken, his face changed and he almost spit it out.
It tastes so bad that it is almost unpalatable.
How on earth did she keep her expression straight?
Sheng Lijue put down his chopsticks, with displeasure hidden in his eyes, and asked Shi Qiuqiu: "What do you think of the taste?"
"Ah? It's very good." Shi Qiuqiu praised absentmindedly: "Mr. Sheng's cooking today was very delicious."
In order to show that she was telling the truth, she deliberately picked up the bowl and took a big mouthful. Her mouth was full, and she was like a greedy little hamster. She grinned at Sheng Lijue with a naive expression.
There is no light in the eyes.
Sheng Lijue put down his chopsticks expressionlessly, confirming that Shi Qiuqiu had something on his mind, and it was not a small matter.
"Shi Qiuqiu, what's wrong with you?"
The sound of the chopsticks being put down was not loud at first, but the living room was empty. Except for the sound of Shi Qiuqiu chewing food, it was so quiet that even the heartbeat could be heard clearly.
Shi Qiuqiu couldn't eat anymore. She swallowed the food in her mouth desperately, without daring to look into his eyes, and whispered: "It's really nothing."
Sheng Lijue was also too sensitive. Although she was in a panic in her heart, her face looked normal, and most people couldn't tell anything was wrong.
As a result, he actually saw it and was so sure of it.
Sheng Lijue took down her bowls and chopsticks, raised his hand to take out a tissue and pressed it to the corner of her lips, once and for all, with varying degrees of severity, which made Shi Qiuqiu's head buzz and almost broke his defense.
"You really don't want to tell me?" Sheng Lijue asked.