C938 Gambling
"Miss Jun."
"Yes."
Jun Yan smiled and welcomed Tang Yi. She looked at him and found that Tang Yi was actually very handsome. He could be compared with her brothers in all aspects. The last time her brother went on a business trip was because her brother was not a match for Tang Yi.
From this, it could be seen that Tang Yi was on the same level as her brother.
"Miss Jun, I came in a hurry and did not have lunch. Can Miss Jun treat me to a meal?"
Shameless.
Jun Yan cursed in her heart, but she smiled and said, "Our chef hasn't gone to work yet. I know a little about cooking. If Young Master Tang doesn't mind, I can cook personally."
"It's my honor to be able to eat the food Miss Jun cooked personally. How could I dislike it?"
Tang Yi leaned back on the back of the sofa and looked delighted. "Then, I'll have to trouble Miss Jun to help me prepare some food."
"The guest is a guest. It is natural for me to treat the guest to a meal. Young Master Tang sits for a while and I will be back soon."
As she spoke, Jun Yan got up and left.
Tang Yi did not want to sit alone in the hall. He could tell that Jun Yan did not like him staying behind. It was as if he had won a round. He wanted to take advantage of the victory to chase after Jun Yan and anger her.
He also got up and followed Jun Yan to the kitchen door. He leaned against the kitchen door and put his hands in his pockets. That expression and that action made Jun Yan gnash her teeth in anger.
She hated that her tongue was too long just now and kept him here to drink tea. In the end, drinking tea turned into eating.
"Young Master Tang is afraid that I will poison the food? Do you want to watch me do it?"
Tang Yi admitted honestly, "I am quite afraid. Miss Jun is not easy to deal with."
"You make it sound like Young Master Tang is easy to deal with."
Jun Yan took out a bucket of instant noodles, tore the packaging, and poured all the ingredients into it.
Tang Yi saw this and the corner of his mouth twitched. He said, "Miss Jun is not going to make instant noodles for me, is she?"
"Young Master Tang was afraid that I would poison the food, so he could only let you eat instant noodles. This is Master Kang's brand. It is quite delicious. It belongs to my family's housekeeper. I took a packet from her to treat Young Master Tang."
"Stingy!"
Tang Yi spat out the words.
"Miss Jun's expression is different. Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to get married?"
"I don't have to worry about getting married. As long as I want to get married, the men in Jin City can line up in the middle of the night and wait for me to get married to them."
Tang Yi sneered, "They are here for your family's power and wealth. They are here for your rich dowry. They are here for you to bring them countless benefits."
"You don't care what they are here for. Anyway, I don't have to worry about getting married. Even if I have to worry about getting married, I won't blame Young Master Tang. Young Master Tang, don't eat salty carrots."
"That's good. I don't want to marry Miss Jun either. Really, I won't marry anyone else. So, no matter what my parents said to you and your family, whatever you promise, don't believe it. They came here without telling me. It wasn't my intention. "
Jun Yan stopped helping him brew instant noodles.
She turned her head and quietly looked at Tang Yi for a full two minutes. Tang Yi looked very unnatural. She then picked up the instant noodles and walked in front of Tang Yi and gave him the instant noodles.
"What's wrong?"
Tang Yi looked at the instant noodles. The water had not been added yet.2
"I don't think I can be too good to Young Master Tang. I don't want him to get slapped in the face."
"Why should I hit him in the face?"
Tang Yi took the instant noodles and went into the kitchen. He added water into the bowl of instant noodles.
"You cried and begged to marry me."
... "How is that possible?"
Jun Yan smiled and suddenly moved closer to him and joked, "Young Master Tang, how about we make a bet? Let's make a bet, which one of us will fall in love with the other first."
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