Unexpectedly, Qi Yaner's tears fell down her eyelids, "Godmother, I miss brother Chenhao so much. Why didn't he have a fiancée not long after I left?"
Xing Wenjing sighed, "Hey, it's okay. Didn't I say I would help your mother? She's just a fiancée, not married."
"But, didn't you say that this engagement was made by the godfather? Doesn't the godfather not like Yan'er to be his daughter-in-law?" Qi Yan'er continued to sob softly.
Thinking of this engagement, Xing Wenjing became very angry. Just because she didn't tell her, it didn't mean that she didn't know about Mu Ziming's secret love for Xia Qingkong's biological mother Nalan Xue.
Especially Xia Qingkong's face which looks very similar to Nalan Xue.
It's just that this matter is an old thing after all, and it's not easy to mention it in front of juniors, so Xing Wenjing had to swallow it.
"That was just a joke your godfather made with the Xia family when he was young. He had a thin face and was embarrassed to refuse. Chen Hao is a filial child and is unwilling to disobey his father. As long as you can make Chen Hao like him You, of course I will help you with your godfather’s side.”
Xing Wenjing's words were a reassurance for Qi Yaner.
Then he stopped crying, hugged Xing Wenjing's arm, and said coquettishly, "Godmother, you'd better be nice to me."
"Good boy, my godmother told you to prepare some blood-replenishing and body-replenishing soup for your brother Chen Hao later. Men like good wives. You must get there before that Xia Qingkong to make Chen Hao like you. I feel like you are a woman I can take home as my wife.”
Qi Yaner was happy at first after hearing this, but as soon as she thought about it, her smiling face dropped, "But, godmother, I don't know how to make soup..."
"Silly boy, whatever you need to know how to cook, your godmother has prepared it for you. In the morning, I sent someone to find a very experienced old Chinese medicine doctor from Renxintang. They have a unique secret recipe. It is said that it is particularly good at replenishing qi and blood. Okay, it’s been cooked in the kitchen now. You can send it over in three hours, and by the way, we’ll have lunch at Chen Hao’s place.”
Xing Wenjing gently scratched Qi Yaner's nose and said dotingly.
"Well, thank you godmother!"
Qi Yaner couldn't help but hugged Xing Wenjing, her eyes filled with determination to win.
Qingkong waited for Mantou to drive over from the garage, but to his surprise, Mantou drove a red Lamborghini out... It was said that Mu Chenhao had bought it for a long time, but drove it very rarely. Later, he saw that Mantou liked it, so he gave it to Mantou.
They were going to the vegetable market to buy food... Qingkong didn't want to be watched, so she specially greeted Steamed Bun and drove out in a low-key car.
Mantou had no choice but to drive the Lamborghini back to the underground garage, and then drove out in a white Cadillac Escalade. Looking at Qingkong, he still had a somewhat dissatisfied expression, and said helplessly, "Young lady, this is already the most garbage in the young master's garage. If you don’t want the car, I can only drive out the limited edition Bugatti Veyron collected by the young master and take you to buy groceries.”
"Don't... I thank you." Qingkong had no choice but to get in the car.
In Qingkong's impression, a car worth hundreds of thousands is already a luxury... let alone a car worth more than one million.
Still the most rubbish…
Thinking that there is a Bugatti Veyron worth more than 20 million yuan in the garage.
Qingkong had a new understanding of Mu Chenhao's "prodigal" nature.
When we arrived at the nearest vegetable market, this "worst" Escalade in the garage still attracted a lot of attention, especially the photo of SA000000, which attracted a lot of onlookers.
Fortunately, Qingkong didn't go to the vegetable market to buy a lot of things, and she was very familiar with it. The bargaining battle with the aunt who bought vegetables also left Mantou stunned...
So I finished my shopping in fifteen minutes and went back.
in the kitchen.
Steamed Bun was like a curious baby, watching Xia Qingkong busy doing that.
"Young mistress... you are so amazing... you can also make soup."
"What's so magical about this? Isn't it normal?" Xia Qingkong smiled softly. When she lowered her head, her hair fell gently. She dried the water on her hands, pulled up her hair and continued to wash it while waiting for the soup. Materials required.
In fact, the soup Xia Qingkong wants to make is very simple, apple, jujube and walnut soup.
They are all things that can be bought in daily life, and there are no precious medicinal materials!
But the effect is particularly good.
I still remember that a few years ago, my adoptive mother also had a minor operation due to some physical reasons, which resulted in severe bleeding.
Qingkong also cooked this soup every day and gave it to her adoptive mother. After a period of recovery, her adoptive mother recovered.
With Mu Chenhao's recovery ability, it should be almost done within a week.
After cutting the washed apple into small pieces, Qingkong threw all the ingredients into the pot.
Bring to a boil over high heat, then turn to a simmer and add apples. Continue to boil over high heat and simmer. Then add some wolfberry and other ingredients, cook for a while and then turn off the heat.
Done in one go.
Next, just wait for Mu Chenhao to come back.
I had just washed my hands and was about to take a rest when the security guard at the door came in and announced, "Young lady, the eldest lady of the Qi family is here."
What is this woman doing here? Qingkong waved her hand without thinking and lay lazily in the garden, "Gone."
However, according to Qi Yan'er's personality, I'm afraid the security guards can't stop her at all. Qingkong studied psychology and micro-expressions, and he can roughly guess a person's personality after just one contact.
Qi Yaner hurried over from Xing Wenjing carrying the soup without even taking a sip of the water. Unexpectedly, she was rejected before she could even take it in.
"Sorry, Miss Qi, the young lady is not feeling well and will not see guests today."
The security guard found a tactful way to send Qi Yaner away.
Qi Yaner was furious. "I'm not here to see that woman! I'm here to see my brother Chenhao!"
"The young master is not at home."
"You..." Qi Yan'er pointed at the security guard with trembling white fingers, she was extremely angry. Now even a security guard can bully her
She is the eldest daughter of the Qi family, and has never been wronged anywhere.
Looking at Qi Yaner's beautiful and distorted face, the security guard couldn't stop complaining, but because the two short words of the young mistress were gone, the security guard asked tentatively.
"How about you wait at the door until the young master comes back?"
What, tell her to wait at the door? How can it be? Why
Qi Yaner walked into the villa wearing high heels and carrying soup.
The security guard quickly stepped forward and stopped, "Miss Qi, you can't go in!"
"Get out of here, don't you know who I am? If you dare to stop me, if you dare to stop me again, I will make you walk around without food." Qi Yaner shouted softly.
The security guard was so frightened that he didn't dare to stop him.
Mu Qingkong was lying in the manor with her eyes closed, feeling the blue sky and white clouds and the gentle breeze blowing by.
It felt so wonderful and comfortable.
But the touch is wonderful…
The hearing was not so wonderful. More than a hundred meters away, Qingkong could hear Qi Yaner's sharp voice making noisy noise at the door.
Mantou stood next to Qingkong and couldn't help but curl his lips, "The eldest lady of the Qi family's voice is really loud, even here~"