684: C684 When I Borrow It

C684 When I Borrow It

Tang Qingge's mood was a little complicated.

So, the last time he really had a fever because he was extremely tired?

Why did she feel that Boss Bo was so pitiful?

The most she could not see was someone so pitiful. Tang Qingge patted her chest without thinking. She promised, "Don't feel so much pressure. It doesn't matter even if you aren't the leader of Bo family. When you are not the leader of Bo family, I can keep you as my mistress!"

Wait.

"No, that's not what I meant!! I don't want to keep you like that."

His eyes flashed when he saw her anxious and helpless look.

"Anyway, I'll return the five million to you immediately after I lend it to you." She rubbed the space between her eyebrows and quickly jumped off the table. She felt that her brain was about to rust. If she stayed any longer, she didn't know what to say.

After a pause, Tang Qingge turned her head around and scratched the back of her head in embarrassment. "Do you want to go to my house tonight? The three children at home miss you."

Actually, the most important thing was that she saw a very thick stack of documents on his table. She noticed that the dark green in his eyes was a little serious and in her heart... Anyway, she did not feel good and found an excuse to let him come to her house to rest.

"Consider it as me lending you money to thank you. Tonight, I will cook dinner and give you noodles to eat!"

Bo Qichen's eyes flashed. He paused for a moment and nodded. "Okay."

Boss Bo agreed to lend him money. Tang Qingge also promised to cook noodles for him at home tonight. Her cooking was a black hole, so Tang Qingge told Bo Qichen that she would buy vegetables first and wait for him to come back for dinner.

She took advantage of this time to search online for various strategies to cook noodles. She bought spaghetti, but it was not a problem to cook it. The key was to prepare the sauce of the spaghetti.

Tang Qingge held a wooden spoon in one hand and a phone in the other. She squatted on the ground and looked at the strategy. She wiped the sweat on her forehead and thought about how big the wooden spoon that was mentioned on the phone was.

And this ratio of 1: 3: 2.5. How should she adjust this?

This time she spent an entire two hours in the kitchen researching how to make spaghetti. Outside the kitchen. Three small heads were neatly pressed against the doorframe. From top to bottom. Tang Cheng was at the top, Bo Ye was in the middle, and Sugar was at the bottom.

The three children were very curious about what Tang Qingge was doing in the kitchen.

"Strange, what is Mommy doing?"

Tang Tang bit her finger and her eyes were a little timid, "Mommy seems to be cooking."

"It can't be?!"

"Come, come, come, help Mommy taste the sweetness of this sauce."

Tang Qingge carried a plate of spaghetti out.

Tang Cheng and Tang Tang were so scared that they scattered. Only Bo Ye did not have time to run.

Bo Ye,... ""

Tang Qingge secretly scolded him for having no conscience. Then she lowered her head, bent her waist, and grabbed Bo Ye's tiny arm. She said softly in a warm and gentle voice, "Come, help Mommy taste it."

Bo Ye pursed his lips and stared at the dark sauce in front of him. He seemed to accept his fate and silently sighed.

This silent sigh made Tang Qingge feel somewhat defeated. Did they really not have any confidence in her at all?

In the end, they paid the wrong money!

Bo Ye dipped some sauce into his tongue. He thought it would taste bad, but he frowned slightly and found it was just a little sweet.

She became nervous, "How is it?"1

"Sugar, you can put a little less."

Tang Qingge felt that it was unbelievable. She used a small fork to get a little bit into her mouth and found that it was indeed a little sweet.

In other words, she did not make any strange taste this time. She only made it a little sweet, but it could also be considered as her success?

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