542: C542 Young Master Fu Help

C542 Young Master Fu Help

In the kitchen, a chicken stew eggplant came out of the pot, and the strong aroma made the four of them shiver.

"It smells so good!" Chen Nian took a deep breath and sighed loudly.

She really wanted to eat it!

If she stayed, she would have to take Third Young Master Fu's cold breath.

However, if they didn't stay, they could only go back and eat those half-cooked and cooked dishes.

Ning Yichun rolled her eyes and also started to say, "Yan Wanwan's craftsmanship is so good!"

The kitchen door was not closed and Wanwan heard the sound and walked out. She saw four people standing there.

"Sister-in-law! The dishes you made are so fragrant. Can I come over to freeload?" Tang Quan changed his usual cool and arrogant manner of Great Young Master and immediately showed weakness to Yan Wanwan.

He deliberately called her "sister-in-law" to curry favor with Fu Sihan.

As expected, Fu Sihan's eyes moved and looked at Tang Quan with praise.

Wanwan could not explain why he did not call her "sister-in-law" anymore. Everyone would feel awkward if she said it out loud. Smart people would pretend not to hear it. She thought that Tang Quan probably had a quick mouth.

"Sure, then you can sit anywhere you want."

Wanwan smiled and nodded. Chen Nian and Misko got along well. Tang Quan was Fu Sihan's friend. She and Yaan Chenrui had a lot of food. Four more people would be enough to eat.

The four of them saw that Fu Sihan did not directly object and looked at him in surprise.

Oh yeah!

Not long after, Yan Wanwan chased Yaan Chenrui out of the kitchen and asked him to entertain the guests. Wanwan did not expect Fu Sihan and Misko to be able to entertain the guests. It was already good enough that Fu Sihan did not give people a dirty look. Misko was a little girl that he did not even understand.

Although the organizers had Young Master's sisters prepare dinner by themselves, the other treatment was still very good. There were all kinds of fresh fruits, top tea leaves and coffee.

Yaan Chenrui invited the few of them to sit down in an orderly manner. He originally thought that he had nothing to say. Other than in front of Yan Wanwan, he had always been a person who did not speak much.

In the end, he did not need to take the initiative to find a topic to talk about. Chen Nian was an internet addict. She had always heard that Yan Wanwan's younger brother played very well. She "invited" Yaan Chenrui to play games with her.

When Misko heard that, she said happily, "Okay! I want to come too!"

Including Tang Quan, the four of them opened four rows of game games.

Taking advantage that no one was paying attention, Ning Yichun quietly sneaked into the kitchen," Yan Wanwan, you... Do you need help? "

Wanwan was cutting the shredded meat, and her knife technique was fast and accurate. "Dong Dong Dong" kept going, and every single one of them was clearly defined. The thickness was even.

After cutting a piece of meat, she looked up at Ning Yichun.

Ning Yichun's scalp went numb. She did not know if it was because she was shocked by Yan Wanwan's eyes or her knife technique... This knife skill was definitely very suitable for the torture of the dismembered bones in ancient times.

"I, I was invited by Tang Quan. I did not definitely want to come!" Ning Yichun said awkwardly.

"I didn't say you came by yourself. There is no silver in this place?" Wanwan found it funny.

Ning Yichun was so angry that she gritted her teeth. Do you know why you said it out loud? Do you want to give me face on purpose? !

"I don't need your help here. You can go out and play." Wanwan opened fire on the stove and put in the salad oil. She heated it up and added onions, garlic, and soybeans. The rich spicy taste immediately surged up.

"I also know how to cook. It's not like I'm a young lady who doesn't know anything now." Ning Yichun felt that Yan Wanwan was stupid. She cooked eight people's dishes by herself and even refused other people's help.

But they were all rejected and Ning Yichun could not put down her face to take the initiative to help. Furthermore, she knew her own limitations. Her cooking ceiling was... Tomatoes and Fried Eggs. It did not match Yan Wanwan's cooking and appeared on a platform.

Ning Yichun paced back to the living room and Fu Sihan was reading financial magazines.

"Young Master Fu, aren't you going to help Yan Wanwan?" Ning Yichun asked.

Fu Sihan narrowed his eyes. Why did Ning Yichun also ask him to help Yan Wanwan?

In Third Young Master Fu's understanding, only those who had the ability could be considered as helping. Those who did not have the ability were just adding more trouble to the situation. Just like how he had been insulted and had a problem with his intelligence after asking a question about the knife technique.

His reason was rejecting it, but his heart had its own thoughts.

Fu Sihan looked in the direction of the kitchen. After a few seconds, he stood up and said to Ning Yichun, "Take a seat."

After saying that, he walked to the kitchen.

Ning Yichun was stunned for a while and looked at the four people playing games. She logically suspected that Fu Sihan did not want to stay with them, this group of "little friends." As for letting her "sit," the subtext was to tell her not to disturb the two of them, right?

"Yichun, didn't I say I don't need your help?" Wanwan had her back to the kitchen door, and was currently feeding the dishes in the pot to Gou Qian.

Fu Sihan furrowed his brows.

Wanwan felt that something was wrong, and when she turned her head and saw that it was actually Fu Sihan, she was slightly surprised, "What's the matter?"

"When did you get along so well with Ning Yichun?"

Fu Sihan was unhappy in his heart. In the past, Ning Yichun did not get along with Yan Wanwan and now she would take the initiative to speak up for Yan Wanwan. Most importantly, Yan Wanwan actually called Ning Yichun "Yichun"!

So intimate!

Fu Sihan had the illusion that he was secretly betrayed, betrayed, and even secretly cheated.

"What do you want?" Wanwan was too lazy to explain to him and continued to ask.

Fu Sihan closed the kitchen door, his face did not turn red, and his heart did not jump. He opened his eyes wide and lied, "Ning Yichun said you need my help."

"I didn't..."

"She said you need it. "

... ""

Wanwan looked at him suspiciously. If it was in the past, she might have suspected that Fu Sihan and Ning Yichun had a deep relationship. Otherwise, Fu Sihan would not have come in just because of Ning Yichun's words.

But now, she only suspected that there was something wrong with Fu Sihan's brain.

A man like him who did not touch onion water and only knew how to pick thorns would go into the kitchen to help?

"... " Then you better not be of any help." Wanwan thought that he might be bored out there. Moreover, he and Chenrui did not get along, so Wanwan did not feel at ease leaving the two of them outside.

There were actually quite a lot of places in the kitchen that needed help, so Wanwan planned to give Fu Sihan some untechnical work.

"This is not bad." Fu Sihan pointed at the chopped pepper fish head and nodded approvingly. He liked it.

Wanwan looked up at him and said, "It's not for you. I think there are a lot of people today. This is suitable."

Fu Sihan pursed his thin lips into a line and his face turned cold.

Well, it was specially prepared for someone else!

Wanwan started to instruct Fu Sihan to "help."1

"Give me the baby food over there... No, then give me the celery... Not this, left, left!"

" Give me a raw whip... That's vinegar! "

"Master Young Master Fu, I asked you to take the pepper, what's with the pepper?"

...

Wanwan quickly realized that this mortal kitchen was really not suitable for a deity like Fu Sihan.

Third Young Master Fu was like a primary school student who had been repeatedly scolded by his parents. He had never experienced such a thing when he was young. His face was so gloomy that it was dripping water.

"Third Young Master Fu, why don't you go over there and watch me cook, or contact your assistant to share the work for your assistant?"

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