Bai Ling panicked when she heard footsteps: "Is there someone outside?"
Lan Ke didn't care at all: "Don't worry about it, just fill your stomach first." Then he gave Bai Ling a big bag of toast.
Bai Ling was indeed very hungry. Her eyes almost turned green when she saw the bread. She tore open the package, grabbed the bread and stuffed it into her mouth. She wolfed it down like a refugee who had been starving for many days.
Lan Ke saw that she was fine and was about to go to the kitchen to serve the dishes, but she heard someone ringing the doorbell outside, and a young woman's voice: "Bai Ling! Bai Ling, are you there? Open the door quickly, I'm Chen Wen!"
Lan Ke's face suddenly changed. She guessed many possibilities, but she didn't expect that the person outside came specifically to find Bai Ling!
Bai Ling, who was wolfing down her food, also heard this and was dumbfounded. Noticing Lan Ke's gaze, she immediately said, "She was my high school classmate. We haven't been in touch for a long time."
"Then don't worry about it. You're not at home now anyway, so just pretend you didn't hear it." Lan Ke said casually. Taking in Bai Ling was already an accident, and she didn't want to cause herself more trouble.
Bai Ling nodded and did not object to Lan Ke's decision. She was not really stupid, how could she not see Chen Wen's disdain for her? Since they had become strangers for a long time, why bother looking for her now
Curling the corner of his mouth sarcastically, Bai Ling continued to wolf down his food, turning a deaf ear to the sounds outside.
Chen Wen was anxious. She clearly remembered that Bai Ling was a homebody who always liked to stay at home and rarely went out. How could no one be there? Was he deliberately not opening the door for her
She instinctively looked at Tang Jingtian, and seeing his ugly face, her heart sank. No, she had to let Bai Ling open the door! Only in this way could she prove her worth!
"Lingling, please open the door. I know you are inside." Chen Wen kept ringing the doorbell. "Lingling, I am your high school classmate Chen Wen. You haven't forgotten me, have you?"
Tang Jingtian began to be dissatisfied: "Does your classmate really live here? Why has no one opened the door?"
Chen Wen was in a state of confusion, but she said flatteringly, "She is a painter, and usually works day and night. She is probably sleeping now. I'll try again."
"No need!" Tang Jingtian glared at her unhappily and said to his bodyguard Zhang Shan, "See if there is anyone on the other side."
Zhang Shan nodded, walked over and rang the doorbell of Lan Ke's house: "Is anyone there? Please open the door."
Bai Ling started to panic again when she heard Zhang Shan's voice: "What should we do, Sister Lan? Chen Wen shouldn't have come alone. How about I go out, so they won't cause you any trouble."
"No need, I know the people outside." Lan Ke had a strange look on her face. She really didn't expect to meet Tang Jingtian in this place!
In her previous life, she suffered a lot before she met Tang Jingtian. At that time, she had awakened her special abilities, and her sense of smell and taste were enhanced. After Tang Jingtian knew about it, he took her in and passed on the Lan family's ancestral recipes to her.
At first, she didn't know Tang Jingtian's purpose and was very moved. Later, she found out that Tang Jingtian took her in and even gave her recipes so that she could make top-notch food and win over those rising strong men.
Thinking of this, Lan Ke felt it was ironic. The Lan family's ancestral recipe was originally passed down to her, but it was occupied by the hypocrite Tang Jingtian, who never passed it on to her. However, Tang Jingtian was particularly concerned about Tang Qi and Tang Qiong, the children born to Chu Jia, and even tried his best to make them learn the dishes above.
Unfortunately, Tang Qi did not inherit Tang Jingtian's talent in cooking, and she is still a terrible kitchen killer. Let her cook, she can blow up the kitchen!
Tang Qiong inherited Tang Jingtian's talent in cooking, but unfortunately he was spoiled since he was a child and always disliked the smell of oil fumes in the kitchen and would never enter the kitchen unless necessary.
Tang Jingtian and Chu Jia tried their best to seize the Lan family's ancestral recipe. In the end, Tang Jingtian had to teach Lan Ke cooking skills, and the recipe finally fell into Lan Ke's hands.
It’s a pity that these are all things of the previous life, and the recipe for this life is still in Tang Jingtian’s hands.
Lan Ke narrowed her eyes. Although she remembered all the contents of the recipe in her mind, it was an heirloom of the Lan family after all. How could she let it fall into the hands of a hypocrite like Tang Jingtian
After her rebirth, she never had the chance to take the recipe back, and now...
Thinking of this, Lan Ke quickly walked to the entrance and opened the security door a crack: "What's going on?"
Although Zhang Shan was Tang Jingtian's bodyguard, he didn't know Lan Ke. When he saw her, he said, "Our boss's car is stuck in traffic. Can we get in? We can pay."
Lan Ke looked at him mockingly: "Really? How much money can you give me?"
Zhang Shan had no choice but to look to Tang Jingtian for help. Tang Jingtian was getting irritated, and when he heard Lan Ke's words, he said, "How much do you want? Is 10,000 yuan enough?"
At this time, Lan Ke only showed half of her face, and Tang Jingtian didn't recognize her at all.
Lan Ke found it funny. Tang Jingtian was her biological father, but he couldn't even recognize his own daughter!
"Boss Tang is so arrogant." Lan Ke looked at Tang Jingtian sarcastically, "10,000 yuan? Are you trying to send away a beggar?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's faces turned ugly. Tang Jingtian felt something was wrong. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Lan Ke. After a moment, his face suddenly changed: "You... You are Lan Ke? Why are you here?"
Lan Ke smiled, but didn't answer, and asked, "Why, you finally recognized me?"
As soon as Tang Jingtian saw her, he couldn't help but think of Zhou Yaozu, who had been arguing with him not long ago. He was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood: "You unfilial daughter! I am your father! Open the door quickly and let us in!"
The others didn't know who Lan Ke was and were wondering if there was some improper relationship between Tang Jingtian and her. When they heard the word "father", they were all dumbfounded.
Father? Is this person the boss's daughter
Lan Ke felt like vomiting when she saw Tang Jingtian's righteous face. She wished she could slam the door in his face. She endured it only when she thought of the Lan family's ancestral recipe.
But she was unwilling to let Tang Jingtian into the house just like that, so Lan Ke hesitated for a moment and thought of a compromise.
"This is the key to the opposite door, take it." Lan Ke threw the key in her hand out and closed the security door with a "click".
Now, no matter how many times Tang Jingtian pressed the doorbell, she wouldn't open it.
"Lan Ke! You... you unfilial daughter! Do you want to piss me off to death?" Tang Jingtian's face turned red with anger, and he stared at the security door, wishing he could burn a hole in the door with his eyes.
Bodyguard Zhang Shan hesitated for a moment and picked up the key on the ground: "Boss, let's go inside first."