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Chapter 100 I Like Brother Qin

After Mr. Zhou learned of the seriousness of the situation, he subconsciously needed someone to help him analyze the situation. It happened that Qin Muyu was on a business trip with Mr. Zhou.

How can the old secretary Zhou be as capable as Vice President Qin? There are no multiple-choice questions at all, and there are always only single-choice questions in front of the old boss Zhou.

Yang Yuran's admiration for Qin Muyu was second only to that of her uncle, and after waiting for a few seconds for Qin Muyu to reply, she felt a little flustered.

Holding the corner of Qin Muyu's clothes and shaking it slightly, he called out a very longing-for address: "Brother Qin, I've learned a lot of new dishes, so I'll show you off tonight."

"My hands are ready, let me do it."

Qin Muyu disappeared with a smile, and Yang Yuran's incomprehensible look flashed in his eyes.

In an instant, low self-esteem surged in Yang Yuran's heart, and she was dominated by sensitivity.

A few days ago, when Qin Muyu injured his hand, she forcefully stopped her from cooking and tidying up.

I remember that she cooked seafood porridge on the first day, but as a result, there was too much rice, and the seafood porridge turned into paella.

Try something simple the next day, fry a cod and eat it.Unexpectedly, when the fire was turned on, the oil was spilled out, and the firefighter brother was almost troubled.

On the third day, she gave up her lunch break and painstakingly read the cooking tutorials, and learned how to stew vermicelli with Northeast sauerkraut.She bought sauerkraut in advance, and asked the butcher to cut the meat into slices for her. When she returned home, she only needed to boil water in the pot and add the three ready-made ingredients.

With all the preparations, she finally didn't make a fool of herself during the stew.

The bad thing is that you are still a little hungry after eating, and the pure sauerkraut soup is thrown away. She suggested that you boil some potatoes, tofu, and baby vegetables.

The two hit it off immediately, and she stopped Qin Muyu who was going to chop vegetables, and performed the knife for Qin Muyu to slice potatoes thinly.

There is no problem at the front, perfectly presented, but when cut to the back, the potatoes are getting smaller and smaller, and Yang Yuran almost cut it without holding it down.

On the fourth day, Qin Muyu suggested to go out to eat, and she reluctantly agreed.

On the fifth day, determined to save some face, she invited the retired chef of Zhiweixuan at a high price at noon, and entrusted him to come to serve her.

Let the other party arrive at her house at 04:30 in the afternoon, and she unlocks it remotely, so that the chef can enter the house to prepare ingredients.

She confirmed Qin Muyu's off-duty time, asked for two hours' leave in advance, and rushed back.

When she arrived, she set fire to the oil while the chef supervised the work.

"Little girl, it's time to put the vegetables, pay attention to put them along the side of the pot, otherwise the oil will splash and pump to your pretty little hands."

"Attention, you can turn it over. Stir-fried green vegetables are particularly unpalatable and hard to chew."

"You're turning around, what are you in a daze for?"

"Turn it over with a shovel, what are you doing carrying the pot, you haven't even learned ordinary cooking, and you still want to hold the pot!"

"Why put so much salt? You want to kill yourself?"

"This time I put less, I told you, one third of the small spoon is enough."

"I've said it at least four or five times. The chicken essence is added last, and the salt can also be tasted last. If it's not enough, add more. Don't worry too much, dishes with heavy seasoning will lose their umami flavor."

"What else can you do besides nodding your head and agreeing? Don't remember anything I asked you to pay attention to."

The chef gradually became irritable, and later simply took away the right to be in charge of the spoon, and drove her to the sidelines to observe.

"Look at how I do it first, let me demonstrate."

Yang Yuran nodded obediently and studied quietly.

When the chef finished cooking the dishes on the table and Yang Yuran finished washing the pots and was about to go to battle, he found that the chef was going to sneak away.

She hurried to catch up and asked to stay: "Master, please wait for me to finish before leaving."

The pretty little girl pleaded bitterly, but the chef was unmoved. He changed back to his old BJ cloth shoes and flatly refused.

"Little girl, if you let me go, let me let you go, I've prepared dinner for you. Eat it while it's hot, and stop challenging the impossible obsession. I'm going to dance square dance with my wife at night, Let’s leave it at that, and see you later.”

Yang Yuran stood next to the chef with a sad face, letting the grievances of training for more than an hour show on her pretty face.

After the chef put on his shoes, he got up and happened to see her biting her lower lip with her white teeth, looking like she was about to cry.

The chef's granddaughter is slightly younger than Yang Yuran, and since she fell in love, she always likes to pester him and ask him to teach her cooking skills.Every time he was trained by this violent person, the well-behaved and filial little granddaughter was a bit like Yang Yuran, and would only secretly wrong herself.

Thinking of his little granddaughter, his heart softened.

He stroked his beard and reluctantly compromised: "Let's go, I'll stare at you for another half an hour, at most half an hour."

"Okay." Yang Yuran agreed with a happy smile.

At the same time, the electronic lock issued a notification.

'Ding, the door lock is open. '

Yang Yuran's face was disheveled, and she turned to look at Qin Muyu in a panic.

Qin Muyu first gave her a warm smile and said, "I'm back."

Immediately, he noticed the chef, and extended the invitation as a landlord: "There are guests at home, you can leave after eating."

The chef saw Yang Yuran's embarrassment, and replied kindly: "No, the little girl and I are friends who have forgotten the year, and she left something with my wife. I will attend the seniors' club nearby in the afternoon and give it to her by the way." Come here. I have to go home, my wife is waiting for me."

"Okay, I'll see you off. Where do you live?" Qin Muyu took out the car keys from his coat without changing his shoes.

"I'll go back by myself. You are so lucky. Your wife has cooked a table full of dishes for you. Go and enjoy them."

The chef left with a wave of his hand, like a master monk who did not take a single cloud with him.

Qin Muyu closed the door, sniffed, stepped into the house, and sighed sincerely: "It smells so good, Ran Ran has a heart."

"Grandpa is yelling, don't worry about it."

Yang Yuran was ashamed to follow behind Qin Muyu, explaining embarrassingly.

"What are you shouting for?"

Qin Muyu suddenly stopped, turned around and reached out to catch the person who was about to bump into him.

Yang Yuran just uttered the word 'old' and felt something was wrong.Shyly lowering his head, he got out of Qin Muyu's arms shortly, ran to the table full of delicious food, and called out.

"Come and eat, it will be cold later."

The unpleasant memory made Yang Yuran very guilty, and she deeply suspected that Qin Muyu had discovered that the previous dish was not made by her.

Instead of letting others expose the embarrassment, she chose to act first and said frankly: "Brother Qin, I didn't cook the dishes last time, and I don't have such good skills. Grandpa lied for me to protect my self-esteem. I like brother Qin very much, and I don't want to lie to you. "

Yang Yuran murmured in a low voice, her courage became thinner with the words, and only the last trace was left to finish her efforts.

"I know it's hard to cook by myself. I spent most of my lunch breaks in the company kitchen recently, and entrusted the master chefs to teach me. I have learned two very good dishes. The master chefs and the cubs in the group praised me after trying them I'm doing well."

"Ran Ran, what kind of person are you to me?"

Qin Muyu took back the word "like" in a dumb voice, so he didn't need to do what he asked knowingly.

Quickly adjusted the messy state of mind, washed his hands, rubbed the fluffy hair on Yang Yuran's head, and said in a tone full of expectation: "Okay, Ran Ran will be in charge tonight."

Yang Yuran's disappointed face immediately recovered, and with a happy 'hmm' sound, she announced excitedly, "I'm going to make super delicious garlic eggplant and cold cucumber for Brother Qin."

"Ok."

Qin Muyu readily agreed.

After Yang Yuran finished her work in the afternoon, she made a special trip to the supermarket to buy imported cucumbers and eggplants in the evening.It's not that she worships foreign countries, it's rare to show her talents, and she must choose the most expensive ingredients.

Yang Yuran returned home, put down the ingredients, pushed Qin Muyu back to the chair, and ordered forcefully: "You sit here, and let me make everything."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work."

Qin Muyu responded, leaving the entire kitchen to her to play freely.

Yang Yuran took off the apron behind the door and tied it up, took out the ingredients from the plastic bag, and devoted herself to the production.

From washing vegetables, peeling, cutting vegetables, copying vegetables, and finally mixing seasonings, she strictly follows the steps taught by the old chef.

After more than 20 minutes, I finished it with confidence, followed the last instruction of the old chef last time, and tasted it with serving chopsticks first.

Mmm, it tastes great.She is a stupid bird. Through many exercises, she has realized the idiom that practice makes perfect.

After putting it on the table and setting it up, I went back to the kitchen, took out the sterilized bowls and chopsticks, put them neatly by Qin Muyu's hand, and introduced them with a smile.

"Please try the chef's specialties."

"Ok."

Qin Muyu was very cooperative, rolled up his shirt sleeves, solemnly picked up the chopsticks, picked up cucumbers and eggplants and put them into his mouth twice.Use the order to show that he has tasted the dishes seriously, and will not confuse the two flavors.

After swallowing it all, he praised: "The cucumber is crisp and refreshing, and it tastes even more delicious with the dipping sauce. As for the eggplant with garlic, the most appropriate description I can think of is that it tastes the same as my mother's."

Like my mother's craftsmanship, it has always been the highest honor to praise someone for cooking well.

"Thank you, Brother Qin, for your approval."

Yang Yuran was extremely happy, sitting opposite Qin Muyu, picked up his chopsticks and started.

The two cleaned up the dishes in only five or six minutes. Yang Yuran touched his empty stomach and said guiltily, "I forgot to make the staple food, I'm sorry."

Just eating cold dishes with garlic, my stomach hurts and my heart burns.Yang Yuran took out her phone, ready to order takeaway to make up for it.

"It's okay, Ran Ran opened the fresh-keeping cabinet of the refrigerator, and there are my newly bought eight-treasure rice and sauced pork inside."

Unknown Prophet's handling of the aftermath was extremely considerate, and Yang Yuran's face was once again blushing.She said that she made a big meal to reward others, and she also ended up in a situation where they needed to make up for things.

ashamed!
Taking advantage of the time between going to the kitchen to pick up things, blow the cool breeze, and let the cool breeze cool down her hot cheeks.

Take the staple food and hard dishes, finish them deliciously, and feel very satisfied.

Pressing Qin Muyu's hand to clean up the dishes, he insisted: "I'll come, I've cooked a half-cooked meal, so at least let me wash the dishes. I'll at least feel better at the beginning and the end."

"Okay." Qin Muyu simply agreed and withdrew his hand.

After cleaning the bowls and chopsticks, Yang Yuran moved his tired hands and feet, and retrieved his clothes from the balcony to dry.

"Good night, brother Qin."

She said sweetly to Qin Muyu, hugged her clothes tightly, and jumped up the stairs.

"slowly."

Just jumped three flights of stairs when a call came from behind.

"What's the matter? Brother Qin." Yang Yuran stopped in her tracks and turned her head with a smile like a flower.

Qin Muyu hesitated for a few seconds, then said in a deep voice, "Don't call me brother, Yuanyuan will be jealous."

The deep voice turned into a ruthless iron fist, smashing her good mood all night.

She responded with a soft 'hmm', turned around silently, and returned to the room with drooping shoulders.

She thought that as usual, just taking a bath would wash away most of her tiredness and unhappiness.

But after washing, she was still so congested that she couldn't sleep, and she really wanted a brother who would spoil her and love her.

Her wife is too envious of her girlfriends.

Life is always full of regrets, if one side is good, the other side is destined to be bad.Forget it, she always has a good girlfriend and mother, and a lot of good friends.Brother, this regret should be made up for bad luck.

I persuaded myself to tidy up my depressed mood a little bit, but the difficulty still couldn't be erased.

Also suffering from insomnia was Qin Muyu, who was lying in the second bedroom on the first floor of the loft, licking his wounds alone with the man who had been unable to get out of the past.

What the six-year-old girl said, he always heard from his half-sister.

"Little brother, you look so good-looking. I don't have a biological brother. You can stay and be my brother. I will treat you well. I have always wanted to have a brother by my side. He can play with me and help me. Take what I can't reach and protect me."

"Brother, you don't know how much Yuran envies me. She always said that if she had a brother, Bai Yan's mother and daughter would not dare to bully her mother. Her brother beat her so schemingly that the mother and daughter would not dare to do anything wrong."

"Brother, Yu Ran asked me to ask you if you could be her brother too."

Qin Muyu turned over, and his thoughts were completely occupied by the word "can't".

No matter how many times you ask him, the result will not change.

In the early morning, he got up early, prepared Yang Yuran's favorite salmon, and then squeezed the kiwi juice.

When Yang Yuran's favorite breakfast was placed in front of her, she was uncharacteristically a little bit lacking in interest.

As long as she saw Qin Muyu's profound facial features, she would always remember how miserable she had failed repeatedly.

He ate everything silently, obediently waited for Qin Muyu to pack up, and took a car to the company.

The two of them had nothing to say all the way, and Qin Muyu seemed to be in a bad mood.Avoid the direct roads that are prone to traffic jams, go around the elevated road, get stuck in the speed limit and drive quickly to the company.

When the car drove into the fixed parking space, Yang Yuran unfastened his seat belt and said politely, "Thank you, I wish you all the best today."

I also wish her all the best today, and if she encounters some troubles, she is worried that she will have uncontrollable thoughts and wants to hide in the old house at night to find her mother.

"Ran Ran, I will always protect you, take care of you, and accompany you, whether you are my sister or not."

The air seemed to freeze, freezing the movements of the people who were about to get off the car.

As a female queen who has been in love for a long time, how could Yang Yuran not know the weight of Qin Muyu's promise.

Qin Muyu's love and care for her in the past flashed into his mind like a flood.

Zhou Yuanyuan shattered the picture every time she saw the complex gazes they had when they made contact.

Yang Yuran was surprised to find that Qin Muyu fell in love with her! ?
"do you like me?"

Yang Yuran turned her head stiffly and asked inquisitively.

She had to ask some truths, especially things related to the feelings of her girlfriends.Zhou Yuanyuan and Yang's mother are the only important existences she cannot lose.

(End of this chapter)