Listening to the ringtone ringing in her head, Su Yue took the phone from the bedside table.
She looked at the time on it, and it showed 22:00. At this time, the man Jiang Ci was still awake, why was he angry
Su Yue closed her eyes. This time, her head hurt, and only the slight ringing of the bell echoed. She finally understood that whether the headache or the ringtone was determined by Jiang Ci's anger level.
The higher the anger level, the more painful her head will be and the louder the ringing will be. The lower the vitality value, the weaker the headache and the quieter the ringing.
In other words, the angrier Jiang Ci is, the more she will suffer. Su Yue didn't know if Jiang Ci would die in pain when her vitality reached 100%!
Fortunately, the anger value is only 1 now, and the ringtone is only ringing slightly. There are mosquitoes flying around my ears, which is annoying, but I try to ignore it, and it's still ok.
Su Yue put her phone away, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep.
The next day, the early morning fog had not completely dissipated. The sun had just risen. The gentle sunlight fell on the green leaves in the yard. The hanging dewdrops reflected the bright light. Occasionally, one or two crisp sounds came from the branches. With the chirping of birds, the surroundings become increasingly quiet and peaceful.
There was some noise in the kitchen.
When Su Jindong went downstairs, he saw Mrs. Hua standing at the door of the kitchen with a troubled face. He asked, "What's wrong?"
"Sir, Miss, she...she is in the kitchen." Mrs. Hua was just about to come to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, but unexpectedly she saw the Miss busy in the kitchen.
She has been working in the Su family for more than ten years. She is considered an old person here, and Miss Xiang has watched her grow up. Both Mr. and Mrs. have good personalities, and they love the young lady very much. Perhaps because of this, the young lady is spoiled and has a little temper. Moreover, as a wealthy lady, not to mention cooking, even drinking water is served by others. My fingers really don't touch Yang Chun Shui.
Now, she suddenly saw the young lady working in the kitchen. She thought her eyes were dim just now.
Su Jindong walked towards the kitchen. When he saw his daughter making breakfast in the kitchen, he was shocked at first, and then angry.
"Yueyue." Su Jindong walked in.
Su Yue heard the voice and quickly turned her head, "Good morning, Dad."
"Are you making breakfast?" Su Jindong had a strange look on his handsome face.
"Yes, it will be fine soon." Su Yue responded.
"No need to do it." Su Jindong tried to restrain his anger and looked at his daughter distressedly, "As expected, the Jiang family abused you and even forced you to cook." Seeing his daughter's skillful movements in making breakfast, Su Jindong was angry He was about to explode, but as long as he threatened his daughter, he could only suppress his anger and keep his face tight.
Su Yue was stunned and said quickly: "Dad, you misunderstood."
"I didn't get it wrong. You used to be the star of the family, held in the palm of your hand by your parents. You never had to do anything, just enjoy the happiness. Now, you have only been married to the Jiang family for half a year, and you are You have lost weight and you are a cook. The Jiang family is really angry. Is their family about to go bankrupt? They actually want you to cook. "
Su Jindong was so angry that he wanted to go find someone from the Jiang family to settle the score immediately.
Su Yue couldn't laugh or cry.
However, she also truly felt a father's love for his daughter. I can't bear to see my daughter suffer even a little bit, and I can't bear to see my daughter suffer even a little bit of injustice.
She really finds such heart-warming family affection very heartwarming and likes it very much.
Su Yue curled her eyes with a smile. She learned to act coquettishly towards her father, "Dad, don't be angry. You need to know your daughter's character. If I don't want to, who can force me?" She explained, "I'll do it next time." Cook, because I suddenly discovered that I have a talent for cooking, and I think cooking is quite fun. It has nothing to do with the Jiang family, it is purely out of my own preference."
Su Jindong looked at her dubiously.
Su Yue didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She promised: "Really, I didn't lie to you. If I was wronged, I would definitely tell my father and ask you to support me."
After some explanations, Su Jindong's complexion gradually improved.
Su Yue secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and she said again: "I haven't done anything for my parents since I was a child. I want to cook you a breakfast. You can try my cooking skills later and see if I do well." tasty."
Su Jindong was soothed by his daughter's words, his anger disappeared, and his handsome face smiled, "Okay, okay, how can the food my daughter makes not be delicious? Dad will eat it all. .”
"Then dad, please wait outside. You'll be fine soon."
"Okay, you have to be careful not to get burned." Su Jindong was still a little worried. His daughter had always been pampered by him and his wife. He was really worried that she would hurt herself wherever she worked.
"Dad, don't worry, I will pay close attention to it." Su Yue assured again.
When Fang Ru went downstairs, she saw her husband with a good smile on his face.
"What makes you so happy?"
"Ruru, you're down." Su Jindong quickly stood up and helped his wife pull out the chair, and poured her a glass of milk thoughtfully. It was not too thoughtful, and his movements were natural and smooth, obviously he was used to doing this.
"My daughter said she would make breakfast for me. Aren't I so happy?" When she was a little girl, she was such a soft ball. Now when she grows up, she makes breakfast for her father. Su Jindong is happy and sad at the same time.
"Yueyue makes breakfast?" Fang Ru was shocked.
"Who is making breakfast?" At this time, Su Zhi also came to the dining table. He threw his schoolbag on the chair handsomely, opened the chair with one hand and sat down. He stretched out his two long legs and said naughtily. Handsome, "Dad, Mom, morning."
He stretched his head and looked towards the kitchen. His peach blossom eyes widened in shock, "I must not have woken up yet. Why is my sister in the kitchen?"
"Yueyue is making breakfast for me." Su Jindong couldn't hide the showoff in his tone.
"My sister... she actually made breakfast?" Su Zhi looked in disbelief, "Dad, do you need me to call you in advance to call an ambulance?"
"You brat, your skin is itchy, aren't you?" Su Jindong snorted coldly, "If you have the ability, don't eat the breakfast made by Yueyue later."
Su Zhi nodded sharply, "Thank you, Dad, for not killing me."
Su Jindong glared at his youngest son, turned around, and saw his daughter coming out holding breakfast.
"Miss, let me help you." Mrs. Hua was so frightened that she had nowhere to put her hands, and hurried forward.
"There are still some in the kitchen. Sister-in-law Hua, please help me bring out the rest of the breakfast." Su Yue said warmly.
It was the first time that Mrs. Hua saw her young lady looking so gentle. She was flattered for a moment and responded repeatedly: "I'll go right away."
"Sister, did you really make these?" Su Zhi raised her peach blossom eyes and looked at the plate of small, exquisite, pitiful and cute buns on the table in disbelief.
"Don't underestimate me. Are the ones sold outside as good as the ones I make?" Su Yue wasn't bragging, her craftsmanship was always very good. In the past, when she had free time, she couldn't go out casually. She just stayed in the hotel and read some books about ingredients. With talent and study, could her cooking skills be bad
"My daughter is amazing. Not only is she beautiful, she can also cook." Fang Ru picked up a small bun, and before she even ate it, she could smell the aroma.
"Sister, what you do is not just beautiful on the outside, but on the inside..." The expression on Su Zhi's face was hard to describe. Although he loves his sister very much, he still finds it difficult to accept eating dark food.
Su Jindong pulled the plate in front of himself and his wife, "You brat, don't even think about eating any of it."
Fang Ru took a bite of the bun, and the fresh filling inside went into her mouth at once, with delicious juice. "Yueyue, what kind of filling is this? It tastes so delicious."
"I put lean meat, mushrooms, chopped green vegetables, and dried shrimps." The buns stuffed with mushrooms are the most fragrant, and the buns she makes are small, with thin and chewy skin. When you take a bite, they taste salty and salty. Yes, it's really delicious.
"Is this stuffed with crab roe filling what I'm eating?"
Su Jindong took a bite, and there was even crab roe juice flowing out of it. His mouth was full of crab aroma, oily but not greasy, it was simply delicious. Su Jindong originally planned to pretend that his daughter's breakfast was delicious, no matter how bad it was, and then praise it. Unexpectedly, there is no need for him to pretend here, it is really delicious.
"I made two different fillings, are they delicious?"
Su Jindong stuffed the remaining buns into his mouth and gave his daughter a thumbs up, "It's delicious, so delicious. My daughter is amazing!"
"Is it really so delicious?" Su Zhi looked at his parents eating non-stop. He reached out to get a bun, "Let me try it too."
The next second, his hand was pushed away by Su Jindong, "Go, go, eat some steamed buns. You can buy breakfast outside. Your sister did this to honor me and Ruru."
As he said that, Su Jindong suddenly changed his expression and fed a small yellow bag to the mouth of his wife Fang Ru next to him with a loving look on his face. "Ruru, this tastes different. Try it." The changes in his appearance were simply incredible. Don't treat them too differently.
Su Zhi was suffocated by her father's anger. He had a timid face and looked at Su Yue with a pair of peach blossom eyes pitifully, "Sister, I was wrong. I can't see Taishan. I really want to eat what you do." The buns."
"There's more inside, I'll get it for you." Su Yue smiled.
"I knew my sister was the best."
Su Zhi took a bite of the buns and was so shocked that he almost swallowed his tongue, "Sister, you are amazing!" Who is his sister? She used to have a character that could only sit but could not stand. Her pampered look was better than Mom is also very good. I didn’t expect that her cooking skills suddenly became so good as if she had become a different person in the past two days.
Su Zhi stuffed the whole bun into his mouth and chewed it very quickly. In the time it took to talk, he ate three buns at once. "Sister, you are so secretive."
"I told you to look down on me just now." Su Yue tapped her brother's forehead with her finger and snorted arrogantly.
She feels more and more integrated into the family.
"This is mango cake? Yueyue, why did you make a cake?" Fang Ru over there looked at the cake brought out by Mrs. Hua, and was a little surprised. Eating cake early in the morning will make you tired, and it is high in calories and not good for the stomach. good.
Su Yue lowered her eyes and said, "When I have time, I just do it."
This morning she habitually got up early to make cakes. Halfway through, she realized that she had fallen asleep. Now that she was at home, there was no need to make mango cake.
However, the habit is really terrible.
Listening to the faint ringing sound echoing in her head, if she didn't try to coax Jiang Ci, the ringing would probably keep ringing.
However, Su Yue had no intention of going back to coax him. Who told him to just tell her to get out without caring about her feelings at all? Now that the ringing was so quiet, it wasn't an inconvenience and she could ignore it.
"This cake is so beautifully made, Sister-in-law Hua, you can pack it for me later and I will make lunch at the company later." Su Jindong ordered. As a father, he must eat all the breakfast his good daughter made for him.
Su Zhi ate the buns and protested inarticulately, "Dad, you can't have it all to yourself. I want half of it too."
... ... .
In the small western-style building.
The young servant carefully placed the breakfast on the table with trembling hands. She remembered the butler's instructions:
Don't get close to Young Master Jiang Ci, and don't spray perfume. Young Master Jiang Ci doesn't like strange smells.
You can't speak loudly. Young Master Jiang Ci only likes to listen to people with nice voices.
Don't touch Master Jiang Ci's hand, it will be chopped off.
Be sure to prepare mango cake. The servant last time forgot to prepare the cake and was fired.
"Master Jiang Ci, breakfast is ready." The young servant put the breakfast box away. She lowered her head and stepped aside consciously.
Jiang Haoyan had already come over with coriander in his arms. He placed the coriander next to the chair and sat on the chair with his little butt sticking out. He said to Jiang Ci in a sweet voice, "Good morning, dad."
The red spots on Jiang Ci's face have faded a lot, but the scar on the left side of his face is still scary and ugly. There was a slight greenness in his eyes, and he responded, "Good morning."
Xiao Haohao held the little spoon in his chubby hand. He looked at the mango cake placed on the table. This was his favorite thing to eat. However, he felt that this mango cake was not as cute as the one made by the bad woman. pretty.
When will the bad woman come back? Haohao is counting, she has been gone for a day.
"Bring me the pillow on the floor to the bed." Suddenly, Jiang Ci's cold voice sounded in the room.
"Huh?" The servant didn't react for a moment.
Pillow
"Pillow on the ground, is this sentence difficult to understand?" Jiang Ci snorted coldly.
"Yes, yes." The young servant raised his eyes slightly and glanced at Jiang Ci. Looking at his terrifying face, he subconsciously held his breath and responded quickly.
The young servant searched around the room, and finally found a nude pink pillow stuck under the coffee table. She quickly reached out and took out the pillow, but the pillow seemed to be stuck, so she pulled hard.
The next moment, the pillow made a hissing sound, and the nude pink pillow surface was scratched by something under the coffee table.
The young servant's hand holding the pillow was trembling. She looked at Jiang Ci, her voice filled with uncontrollable crying: "Master Jiang Ci, the pillow... I found the pillow."
" Give me."
"Pillow... Master Jiang Ci, I didn't mean to do it. When I pulled the pillow just now, it was scratched by a nail." The young servant looked at Jiang Ci in fear.
The room fell into a dead silence again.
Little Haohao's chubby hand clenched the little spoon, and he lowered his head and continued to eat the porridge in the bowl.
Cold sweat broke out on her back, and the servant's hand holding the pillow couldn't help but tremble, as if what she was holding was not a pillow, but an explosive sheet.
Jiang Ci's face was expressionless. After a while, the corners of his lips raised and he said coldly: "Throw it away."
"Huh? Throw it away... Throw it away?" The young servant thought that this pillow was very important to Master Jiang Ci.
"Did you think I would use tattered things?"
"No." The young servant whispered, and then she didn't dare to say anything more. She quickly walked out with the pillow, ready to throw it away.
After the servant left, Xiao Haohao raised his head and said in a hesitant voice, "Dad, that is that woman's pillow." He recognized that hers was pink and his father's was gray.
"When she comes back and finds you throwing away her pillow, she..." His big black eyes rolled, and Xiao Haohao whispered: "She will be angry."
Jiang Ci snorted, who wanted her back
Xiao Haohao thought that his father didn't know, so he reminded: "When she is angry, she will no longer make mango cake for her father." Haohao can no longer eat the mango cake she made.
Dad is stupid, why didn’t he know? Don’t make that woman angry, or there will be no mango cake to eat.
Jiang Ci's expressionless face was stunned.
Immediately, he raised his thin lips and sneered lazily, "She's not the only one who knows how to make mango cake." He casually took the mango cake aside, holding a small silver spoon with his slender fingers, and scooped it up directly Put a big piece into your mouth.
The next moment, Jiang Ci's eyebrows gradually wrinkled.
The author has something to say: Little Yueyue: Where is my pillow
Jiang Renxuan had an expressionless face (innocent face): Maybe he was lost by the servant.
Little Haohao: Your pillow was thrown away by dad
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