Song Jinze followed the two of them with a prepared breakfast in his hand.
After sitting down, Ye Zhenzhen glanced at the white porcelain plate that the man placed on the dining table, which contained cut sandwiches.
Immediately afterwards, the servant followed behind and brought out the shrimp mango salad and milk bird's nest porridge that Song Jinze had prepared in the kitchen in the morning.
The servant picked up the small bowl and gave Ye Zhenzhen a bowl of milk and bird's nest porridge.
Then put the cut sandwiches on the plate onto small plates and place them in front of the three members of the family.
Song Yuchen smiled at Ye Zhenzhen and said, "Ye Zhenzhen, look, these are all made by your husband. Come and try how they taste."
Song Jinze sat opposite Ye Zhenzhen, and the servant made him a cup of coffee. This was his habit every morning. Whenever he had breakfast at home, he would drink a cup of coffee.
He seemed to take a sip of coffee casually, his sexy Adam's apple twitching slightly. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the woman taking a small sip of porridge and eating some sandwiches.
"How is it, mom, is it delicious?" Song Yuchen's tone was a little impatient.
Ye Zhenzhen nodded slightly, "It tastes very good."
"Hehe! Of course, my father is such a powerful person, so the food he cooks is naturally delicious." Song Yuchen's little face was full of pride.
The little guy thought his father was really good. He watched the video on the tablet and understood everything.
He secretly tasted some of it just now and found it to be much more delicious than the sandwich Shu Siyu brought.
Therefore, he hoped that Ye Zhenzhen would also like to eat the food made by his father.
Although he knew that Ye Zhenzhen liked him, he also hoped that Ye Zhenzhen could love Wuji and like his father, so that Ye Zhenzhen would not be snatched away by Shu Siyu.
Now that he heard Ye Zhenzhen's answer, the little guy felt extremely happy inside.
Ye Zhenzhen looked at Song Jinze, smiled lightly and said, "Thank you!"
The man opposite put down the coffee cup in his hand. The look on his handsome face was much more relaxed than the previous second. His voice was low and gentle, "You're welcome. Xiaochen asked me to help. It's a simple effort."
Song Yuchen frowned, "Dad!"
How can you talk like that!
Song Jinze curled his lips, "What's wrong?"
Song Yuchen pouted, "Humph, I don't want to talk to you anymore. I don't even know how to coax my wife."
Ye Zhenzhen drank two more mouthfuls of bird's nest porridge and tasted some salad. It tasted really good. She thought that such a man would not know how to cook, or she thought that he would hold a grudge. She probably added something to breakfast...
Alas! If you read too many scripts and novels, you will habitually follow them in your head.
After all, she was overthinking it.
The family of three at the dining table was quiet for a moment. Ye Zhenzhen thought that both father and son had gotten up early to make breakfast for her. Naturally, she would not hesitate to praise her, and then asked with a smile, "I didn't expect that what you made was so good."
Very delicious!”
It was indeed unexpected.
Song Jinze held the tableware for a moment, then raised his eyes to look at the woman opposite, "It's just a matter of cooking something. Is it difficult?"
Song Yuchen raised his little head and looked at his father. He blinked and then looked at Ye Zhenzhen.
Ye Zhenzhen nodded, "Yes, it's not difficult. When did you start learning to cook?"
She was more curious that the boss actually wanted to learn how to cook.
Song Yuchen's bright black eyes stared at his father for a moment.
The man looked calm, "Do you still need to learn this thing?"
Listening to his father's calm words, Song Yuchen suddenly thought of the adult who was holding a tablet in the kitchen just now, watching and pressing the pause button to follow.
They should not be the same person!
However, less than a minute after Song Jinze finished speaking, the servant cleaning the kitchen came out with a tablet, "Sir, is this tablet you need for work?"
Something strange flashed across Song Jinze's dark eyes, but he quickly covered it up.
Seeing this, the servant put the tablet next to the dining table, seemed to touch the screen, the tablet lit up, and the voice of the food blogger came from inside;
[Peel and wash the prawns, blanch them in boiling hot water, pick them up, and cut the mangoes...]
The man reached out and pressed it, and the sound on the tablet suddenly stopped. Then he said quietly: "Occasionally, refer to other people's practices."
Ye Zhenzhen:……
Haha! Reference, learn now!
Song Yuchen: Dad is seriously talking nonsense!
Song Jinze's handsome face remained calm. He finished his breakfast quietly, got up and took his tablet, "Xiao Chen, eat quickly. Mom and I will take you to school together today."
Song Yuchen blinked and nodded, "Okay."
Dad just said that he and Ye Zhenzhen would send him to kindergarten?
"Yeah, yeah, yeah!" The little guy shouted excitedly after reacting, "Dad is going to send me to school!"
Ye Zhenzhen:……
What's going on this morning?
She was a little fascinated by these operations, big and small.
…
Kindergarten parking lot.
The driver was driving. He looked at the family of three in the back seat and said, "Sir, we're here."
Afterwards, the driver got out of the car and helped Ye Zhenzhen open the door, and the family of three got out of the car one after another.
Shu Huaiqing and his son, who had been waiting in the parking lot, were very happy to see Ye Zhenzhen and Song Yuchen, "Aunt Zhenzhen! Xiaochen!"
Shu Huaiqing also smiled at Ye Zhenzhen and said, "Good morning, Mom Xiaochen."
Ye Zhenzhen curled her lips, "Good morning, Mr. Shu!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Zhenzhen felt a very cold aura around her from back to front, completely surrounding her.
A man's deep magnetic voice came to my ears, "Mr. Shu."
It turned out to be the president of HSBC.
Song Jinze lowered his eyes and glanced at his son. Is Shu Huaiqing as handsome as him?
Shu Huaiqing smiled widely, "Oh, are you President Song of Media Asia Group?"
"it's me."
Song Yuchen introduced Shu Huaiqing and his son, "Uncle, this is my father."
For a moment, Shu Huaiqing felt that the inexplicable expectations in his heart had failed at this moment.
In other words, those expectations are unrealistic.
Shu Siyu raised his little head and looked at Song Jinze, then at his father, "Dad, Xiaochen's father is so handsome!"
When the little guy looked at Song Yuchen again, there was nothing but envy in his eyes.
Song Jinze was delighted by Shu Siyu's words, "Little guy, you are Xiao Chen's good friend, right? Xiao Chen said that the sandwiches you make are delicious?"
Shu Siyu picked up the bag in his hand and handed it to Song Jinze: "Uncle, this is the sandwich I made with my father. It's very delicious. I'll give it to you to try!"
"Okay, thank you." Song Jinze reached out and touched Shu Siyu's head, with a faint smile on his thin lips.
Song Yuchen: Hehe, as long as you don’t give it to Ye Zhenzhen.
Dad, you can eat whatever you want!
Shu Huaiqing's eyebrows moved slightly. There were rumors on the Internet that Ye Zhenzhen's husband was a bad old man. Now it seems that the rumors are really not credible.
The CEO of Media Asia, who has always been mysterious, cold and fierce, would suddenly appear here. Then he looked at the bag containing sandwiches that the man took. How could Shu Huaiqing not understand that he was also a man?
This man came here specifically to swear his sovereignty.
