In the Zheng family's kitchen, the two chefs sent by the housekeeping company kept busy. He Yijun was directing the work while ordering dishes. One of the chefs couldn't help complaining: "Ma'am, you suddenly added so many dishes, and it's not a good idea. If you don't tell us in advance, the raw materials are not uniform, so you can't make it."
He Yijun's attitude towards the chefs is not as good as that of the Zheng family. He said coldly: "If the ingredients are not available, let someone buy it. This is what the guests want to eat. Just do it, money is not a problem."
The chef didn't want to talk back when he took money to do things, so he had to answer, not forgetting to sigh: "It's really lavish."
He Yijun was too lazy to talk to him, so he turned around and stared away with a cold face, and saw that Chen Shiyi and Shao Sijia also entered the kitchen at some point.
The expression on He Yijun's face changed, and he said warmly, "Sister Shiyi, why did you enter the kitchen? There is a lot of oil smoke here, so you should go and sit in the living room."
Chen Shiyi waved his hand and said unbearably, "I'd rather smell the smell of oil smoke than listen to Lao Zheng talking about his collection experience."
He Yijun covered his mouth and smiled when he heard the words: "You dislike him so much, how many people outside want to hear him talk, but he is too lazy to talk about it."
Chen Shiyi shook his head and said, "Why is he too lazy to talk? Lao Zheng is not stupid, he knows that people outside don't really want to listen to him."
He Yijun said: "That's also true, the people outside are not my own, how can I tell the truth to Lao Zheng like us."
Chen Shiyi sighed and said sadly, "I'm an outsider now, and he still won't let me go!"
After a pause, his tone became more and more sad and angry: "It's fine if you don't let me go, not even Yazhi."
Shao Sijia suddenly complained: "Why do I think it's my dad who won't let him go."
According to her observation, from the beginning to the end, Lin Yazhi kept teasing Zheng Bulu and talking, and Zheng Bulu obviously couldn't stop to satisfy Lin Yazhi.
Chen Shiyi was silent for a while, and suddenly worried: "In Yazhi's heart, it won't be another Zheng Bulu, right?"
He Yijun listened to Chen Shiyi's words, and her eyes showed a little coldness. She hated Chen Shiyi's behavior the most. She easily got what others wanted, but didn't cherish it at all. , the smile on her face did not change, and she said, "Sister Shi Yi and Lao Zheng still don't deal with each other like this, but why are you an outsider? Even if you divorce Lao Zheng, you will always be Ping Qing's mother, right?"
Mentioning Zheng Pingqing, Chen Shiyi immediately forgot about Zheng Bulu, and a look of relief appeared on his face: "Ah, even though I said that, my mother is also unqualified. Fortunately, Pingqing doesn't blame me now..."
He Yijun felt a "squeak" in his heart, fiddling with the dishes on the table, and said casually: "Speaking of this, I also feel very happy, you don't know the awkwardness of Pingqing two years ago, who is Lao Zheng and I? Even persuasion doesn't work, he can think about it now, and I'm relieved..."
Chen Shiyi recalled what happened before, and said with some emotion, "Lao Zheng and I have been busy these past few years, and Pingqing is still indebted to you for taking care of me. You are also working very hard, right?"
He Yijun said with a smile: "What, don't say that I am a family with Lao Zheng now. When I wasn't with him before, I was paid for it. Isn't it a matter of fact."
She spread out the plate, and the topic was almost ready, so she asked, "But speaking of it, I'm really curious, why did Pingqing suddenly think about it?"
As soon as He Yijun's question came out, she saw Chen Shiyi's expression changed slightly, she hesitated for a while, and finally sighed, and was about to speak when Zheng Bulu's voice came from outside the kitchen: "Shiyi, you That cooking, don't get in the way of the chef, come out and have tea with me and brother Lin."
Chen Shiyi's unfinished words were interrupted, and he couldn't help rolling his eyes.
I heard Zheng Bulu say again: "It's enough to have Lord Yi in the kitchen, then she's skilled, so don't interfere."
He Yijun: "..." What does Zheng Bulu mean
On the one hand, she was unwilling to be interrupted by the problem that she had been preparing for a long time, and on the other hand, she was annoyed by Zheng Bulu's tone of voice that made her work, and she was very angry.
However, Chen Shiyi didn't realize it, and added fuel to the fire. She glanced at He Yijun, a little embarrassed: "Old Zheng is right, I'm not as good as you in the kitchen, so don't get in your way."
After saying that, he left the kitchen.
He Yijun: "..."
She couldn't let out a breath in her heart, so she listened to Shao Sijia, who had been on the field for a week, made up the last knife and gave her an encouraging look: "Auntie is really virtuous, my stepmother is really bad at cooking, but I don't blame her. , Blame my dad for coddling her too much, not giving her the kitchen, and making her lose the chance to improve."
He Yijun: "..." Is she complaining or showing off for Chen Shiyi
He Yijun was about to die of anger, and he had to force a smile on his face: "Can that be the same? Sister Shiyi has a good life since she was a child, and she doesn't have to work in her parents' house."
"So that's how it is." Shao Sijia suddenly realized, "No wonder, she hasn't worked since my dad got married. I have pity on my dad. After all, he is also an intellectual. He does housework every day. It's really sad."
He Yijun consciously gave Chen Shiyi eye drops in front of his stepdaughter, and he felt a little better, and said, "It's good if your father is happy. This era is different, and marrying a wife is not to find someone to do housework."
"You're right!" Shao Sijia nodded in agreement, "My stepmother is very good, and I will strive to become such a person in the future!"
He Yijun: "..." Wait, this little girl can't have such an attitude towards her stepmother, can she? Is there any deviation in the thinking of today's young people
He Yijun really wants to take back what she said!
"Then I'm not staying in the kitchen anymore, I'll follow my stepmother." Shao Sijia exited the kitchen very energetically, making He Yijun black with anger.
Shao Sijia returned to the living room and saw Lin Yazhi and Zheng Bulu sitting even tighter.
Lin Yazhi still had a displeased look on her face, and said to Zheng Bulu, "Aren't you going to tell me about your wine collection? Stop staring at Shiyi, she doesn't understand wine."
After Chen Shiyi entered the kitchen, Zheng Bulu did not pay much attention to doing science popularization for Lin Yazhi. From time to time, he was distracted to listen to the movement in the kitchen, and suddenly called Chen Shiyi out again. These kinds of behaviors have a trace of them. Suspicion of unrequited love.
Lin Yazhi felt a little unhappy, but he had to show the generosity of a man. He couldn't hold his wife away in front of so many people.
It is also very miserable to have to endure drowsiness and pretend to be interested in Zheng Bulu's collection.
However, this is his personal heart, and in the eyes of others, the picture is very hot.
Especially Chen Shiyi, it can be said to be terrifying. She is currently in such a relationship with her ex-husband that she is jealous of her
Chen Shiyi: ? ? ? ?
She was about to begin to doubt her second marriage.
Shao Sijia rested his chin in one hand: "Why didn't I know that my dad was interested in these things?"
She pondered for a while and came to the conclusion, "I'll just say that my father won't let go of Uncle Zheng!"
Chen Shiyi was shaky, feeling that he couldn't take it any longer, and simply flicked his sleeves: "Okay, you guys talk about you, I'll take a look around by myself."
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Zheng's Terrace.
Lin Qian turned over from Zheng Pingqing's body and said harshly, "Wait for another half a year and see if I don't ride you to your death."
Zheng Pingqing immediately hit the snake and followed the stick, sat up and hugged him: "You set up the letter, immediately, immediately!"
Lin Qian grabbed his ears and pulled him away: "I'll keep my word, you should hurry up and exercise."
Zheng Pingqing's eyes gradually changed: "I will persevere even if I inhale oxygen."
Lin Qian: "..." It's not lewd but lewd!
The two quarreled for a while, and then brought up the matter of He Yijun. Zheng Pingqing naturally told Lin Qian everything.
Lin Qian said oddly, "Since your father knows about it? Did He Yijun stay at home?"
Zheng Pingqing thought for a moment: "My dad, he looks very generous on the surface, but he is actually very narrow-minded. I guess he kept He Yijun on purpose."
Lin Qian gave a thumbs up: "It's no wonder that the business can do so much. He's a ruthless person."
"Don't mention them." Zheng Pingqing was obviously not in the mood to waste time on those adults, he turned his back and took something out of his pocket, put his hands behind his back, and looked at Lin Qian, "I have A New Year's gift for you, guess whether it's on the left hand or the right hand?"
Afraid that Lin Qian would not take it seriously, he emphasized: "Think about it clearly, and if you guess wrong, it will be gone."
Lin Qian didn't hesitate: "Left hand."
Zheng Pingqing: "..." His boyfriend just relied on his love for him and did whatever he wanted!
Lin Qian raised his eyebrows when he saw that he was silent and puffed up: "What? Did you guess wrong?"
Zheng Pingqing's right hand behind his back silently handed the thing to his left, and he forced a smile: "How is it possible, of course, you guessed right."
Lin Qian stepped forward and kissed him, his eyebrows curved: "We really have a tacit understanding, and we can guess it every time."
Then he stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."
Only then did Zheng Pingqing feel better. He took out his left hand from behind and held a bank card in his hand. His eyes were bright: "Don't you want to open a company with Ke Muzi? This is from my father. The lucky money, two million, should be enough as the initial start-up capital."
Before, Lin Qian was afraid that Ke Muzi would be idle and bored and black computers everywhere, so he simply suggested that he develop some system programs by himself. During this period, Lin Qian gave him a lot of advice.
In fact, Lin Qian didn't know much about code and programs, but he had bugs in future memory. Although he didn't understand code, he was able to provide many program systems and network forms that would only appear in a few years.
So, he came up with an idea, and Ke Muzi was in charge of the realization. At first, Lin Qian just wanted Ke Muzi to do something. Don't hack too many computers and hack yourself into the game. I didn't expect Ke Muzi to be a network genius. , actually just exploring and researching like this, and really developed some software programs that will appear in a few years. Although it is not as perfect and easy to use as later generations, it is an absolute leading work at this time.
After discovering that Ke Muzi's abilities were far greater than what they had known before, Lin Qian had the idea to seize the opportunity to cooperate with Ke Muzi to start a company.
Of course, in Ke Muzi's eyes, Lin Qian, who was able to come up with these unheard and unseen programs, was also an uncompromising genius.
The two hit it off instantly, and even had a business book ready, but they were too young to have no financial foundation and no way of financing.
However, that was Ke Muzi's idea.
"Looking back, I'll gather the balances of the other cards. There should be one or two million." Zheng Ping rubbed his hands lightly.
Lin Qian took the bank card and sighed for a while. Everyone was still a senior in high school, but some people just took millions.
He teased: "I didn't know for a while whether to be moved or jealous first."
"Of course I'm moved, and then I'm happy." Zheng Ping chuckled, "My things are yours, including my father..."
Lin Qian's strength refused: "You don't have to be so polite about this."
Zheng Pingqing insisted: "No, you must accept this father."
Lin Qian sighed helplessly, and said very fondly, "Actually, I really don't need so many fathers, but for you, I can only recognize them."
After Zheng Pingqing sent it to his father without his father's consent, he looked at Lin Qian again, "Where's my New Year's gift?"
Lin Qian took a step back, folded his arms around his chest, and looked at him with a smile: "Your gift is in the pocket of my coat, guess which pocket is it?"
Don't forget to add a special emphasis: "Think about it clearly, and if you guess wrong, there will be no more."
Zheng Pingqing: ! ! ! !
It's getting old, and the things in his pockets are not like him, and he can change hands at any time!
Zheng Pingqing looked at him nervously: "Give me a hint, ah no, make it clear."
Lin Qian shook his head: "No, I'll keep my word."
Zheng Pingqing stared at him and complained with strength, "Has your love for me faded?"
Lin Qian: "...No, it's still very deep."
Zheng Ping rubbed his hands lightly: "I believe you."
Lin Qian gave him a sincere look: "Don't worry, I'm a boyfriend worthy of your trust."
Having said that, Zheng Pingqing still hesitated for a while before finally making up his mind: "Left."
Lin Qian's eyes narrowed, "Congratulations, you got the answer right."
"We really have a good understanding of each other." Zheng Pingqing didn't wait for Lin to make a move, and he put his hand into his left pocket and touched it, and found a small metal ring.
Zheng Pingqing's heart moved, and he glanced at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian was also looking at him, and the two looked at each other.
Zheng Pingqing took out the metal ring. It was a silver ring with a faint light.
Immediately afterwards, Lin Qian took out another identical one from his right pocket, and Shi Shiran said, "I didn't lie to you, I have a deep love for you, just like you."
Just like he will definitely get Zheng Pingqing's gift, Zheng Pingqing will definitely get his gift.
Zheng Pingqing picked him up and said angrily, "Who allowed you to give me the ring first! It was given when I was about to propose! What do you mean! You can't propose before me!"
He was duplicitous: "I tell you, I don't agree."
Lin Qian said calmly, "Oh, return that ring to me."
Zheng Pingqing threw him on the sofa, then pressed him on it, and said fiercely, "Forget it, I'll give you some face, I'll take it with a grain of salt this time, it's not an example!"
Lin Qian folded his palms on the back of his head and smiled, "Thank you for showing me so much face, I'm really lucky to have a boyfriend as generous as you."
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