211: C211 The More His Brother-in-law Looked at Him the More Annoying He Became

C211 The More His Brother-in-law Looked at Him the More Annoying He Became

Yaan Chenrui knew his sister's sudden departure and the ability to protect her reputation. He could only think of Fu Sihan.

In any case, it was impossible for Gu Linchuan, that scum!

What Yaan Chenrui did not know was that there were two forces in the absolute control this time. One was Fu Sihan, and the other was Nangong Yixiao.

It was soon dinner time.

Yaan Chenrui volunteered to cook dinner for Yan Wanwan.

Wanwan did not want Yaan Chenrui to be tired, but she could not convince him, so she had to compromise.

The kitchen door had nothing to do with it. The excellent ventilation system prevented the kitchen's smoke from reaching the dining room and living room.

Wanwan knelt on the sofa with her arm resting on the back of the sofa. She looked at the figure of the young man in the kitchen with a face full of relief and happiness.

"Yan Wanwan, sit properly!" Fu Sihan's face was stinky. Seeing that she was disobedient, he patted her butt.

"Ah!" Wanwan exclaimed and looked at Fu Sihan in shock, "Fu Sihan, you again...!" Hit my butt again. Share!

Fu Sihan raised his chin and gestured for her to sit properly.

Steward Lin watched from the side and found it funny. Young Master just could not stand Young Madam staring at someone else. She was really like a child. Even when he was in his teens, he rarely saw Young Master with such a childish attitude.

"Third Elder Brother, let me tell you, Chenrui's craftsmanship is very good." Wanwan thought that her brother would live here in the future, so she couldn't help but give her brother a favorable impression in front of the house owner.

But to Fu Sihan, it sounded like Yan Wanwan was showing off her brother drag's culinary skills.

He had a look of disdain, "How good can it be?"

"In the past, when I was sick, it was Chenrui who cooked for me." Wanwan could not help but argue for her brother, "Even if his culinary skills are not as good as those star chefs you invited, he is still very delicious and has the taste of home."

Warmth. This was a taste that many experienced chefs found difficult to make.

Yan Wanwan was proud for a year. Fu Sihan stood up and walked to the kitchen.

Yaan Chenrui was cutting the bamboo shoots with an apron on. His knife skills were not as good as Yan Wanwan's, but his knife skills were not bad. The thickness of the cut was not much different. When he stir-fried the bamboo shoots, he was also skillful.

"What are you looking at? Don't tell me you know how to cook." Yaan Chenrui gave Fu Sihan a contemptuous look and put the seasoning wine and other seasonings into the frying pan.

Fu Sihan did not say anything.

Yaan Chenrui said again, "Don't think of talking nonsense. You definitely can't even differentiate salt and tastebuds."

Yaan Chenrui had pretended to be a pure servant and Miss had a lot of things to talk about. One of them was that Fu Sihan's daily three meals were her sister's responsibility.

Fu Sihan, this scum, had ordered his sister around like a cook. It was unforgivable and shameful!

Yaan Chenrui picked up the bamboo shoots in the pot and skillfully put them on the plate. He washed the pot and made Coke chicken wings.

Yaan Chenrui's dishes were unlike Yan Wanwan's dishes that paid attention to recipes and medicinal cuisine. However, the color and cooking method of the food were exactly the same as Yan Wanwan's. There were only a few areas that were different. It could be seen that they were people who had lived together for a long time.

Fu Sihan pursed his thin lips. He really could not distinguish between salt and tastebuds.

Rich young masters like them basically did not need to enter the kitchen. Of course, they did not know how to differentiate the fine seasoning. The food was prepared by special chefs, and he did not need to learn it himself.

"I can treat her to a Michelin chef." Fu Sihan looked like he was saying, "I can let my wife eat the best."

Yaan Chenrui made a sound of "tsk." "A straight man who doesn't know romance is really scary."

Fu Sihan was speechless. He felt that his brother-in-law was becoming more and more annoying.

There was no such thing as an eyesore, only an eyesore.

Yaan Chenrui did not like Fu Sihan, his brother-in-law. He deliberately said, "My cooking skills were taught by my sister. She said that a man who does not know how to cook for his wife cannot be called a loving wife."

As he said that, he looked meaningfully at his brother-in-law and laughed. "Young Master Fu, I'm talking about you!"

Fu Sihan's expression became even uglier.

Wanwan deliberately left some time and space for Yaan Chenrui and Fu Sihan to have a private chat. The two of them did not argue. She sat on the sofa and stretched her neck to look towards the kitchen, but Fu Sihan was standing at the entrance. His tall body leaned against the door frame. She could not see their expressions at all. She could not hear what they were talking about either.

After a while, Fu Sihan returned with a cold face.

Wanwan asked worriedly, "Third Elder Brother, you and Chenrui are arguing again? Chenrui is a high school student. You are magnanimous, so don't argue with him."

Fu Sihan snorted in his heart. Your junior brother is not simple!

What's wrong with a middle school student?

When he was fifteen years old, he started planning for the RK Group to take revenge.

Age was never the standard to measure a person's intelligence and ability.

"Yan Wanwan." He called her with a solemn face.

"Hmm?"

"Did you teach Yaan Chenrui's culinary skills?"

Wanwan nodded and explained patiently, "I can't possibly take care of him for the rest of his life. He's going to have a family in the future."

Yan Wanwan meant that when Yaan Chenrui moved out, she could not cook for him anymore. Cooking was considered a life skill, so she naturally had it. Yaan Chenrui was quite talented in cooking, and he could learn it as soon as he learned it.

Fu Sihan's face became even darker. Sure enough, Yan Wanwan asked Yaan Chenrui to learn to cook for his woman! He did not expect that brat to actually not lie!

Yaan Chenrui only knew how to cook Chinese food. He still had many bruises on his body, so he could not top the pot. So he gave up cooking the dishes that were quickly cooked by the fire and finally made a few common home cooking dishes that were commonly seen by ordinary families.

"Third Elder Brother, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you." Wanwan knew that Fu Sihan had a big mouth. Yaan Chenrui's cooking skills could be used to deal with ordinary people, but Fu Sihan's cooking skills obviously could not.

"Sister!" Yaan Chenrui frowned. His sister spoiled this man too much!

Wanwan patted Yaan Chenrui's shoulder to comfort him. Yaan Chenrui obediently shut his mouth and stared at Fu Sihan a few times.

"No need." Fu Sihan sat down at the main seat and picked up his chopsticks. His clothes had to pay attention to how he ate.

"Sister, take a seat!" Yaan Chenrui pressed Yan Wanwan on the chair and sat down. He brought her chopsticks, like a child waiting to be praised. "I haven't cooked for more than half a year. Have you tried my cooking skills?"

He hadn't cooked for more than half a year.

Fu Sihan secretly took a deep breath.

How bad was this?

Wanwan looked at Fu Sihan. She first moved her chopsticks, picked up a piece of Coke chicken wing, and took a small bite.

The sweetness of Coke and the mellow fragrance of soy sauce blended into the taste. She had mastered the fire well. The chicken wing was not old, but there were also some shortcomings. The proportion of Coke and soy sauce was not controlled properly, and the proportion of the raw and old smoked was uneven. As a result, the color of the chicken wings was not very beautiful.

Overall, it was quite good.

Wanwan gave Yaan Chenrui a praising look and gave him a thumbs up.1

Seeing this, Fu Sihan felt slightly relieved. He picked up the oysters and stir-fried mushrooms at the side.

Yan Wanwan and Yaan Chenrui looked at him at the same time. The former was worried that Fu Sihan would not give Yaan Chenrui face and throw his face on the spot. The latter was worried that he would not be good enough to embarrass his sister.

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