The wealthy bride of the cold CEO

Chapter 31 Dinner Standoff

The arrogant prince.

Proud princess.

It was a touching fairy tale.

It was nightfall when Leng Lie arrived at Leng's house. Uncle Zhang told him that Xia Qing hadn't come back yet. When he called her mobile phone, she found that she didn't bring her mobile phone with her at all.This uneasy woman.

As soon as Xia Qing was mentioned, Xia Qing appeared at the door, "Mother Zhang, I'm back!"

After seeing that black figure, his color suddenly faded. Before Xia Qing could speak again, Leng Lie had already said: "I didn't know to go home until so late. Do you have this home in your eyes?" Obviously worried in my heart, but The words came out in a tone of blame.

"I think some people ignore the existence of this family even more than I do. If this family is recognized, then there will be no Xishan Villa, right?" Xia Qing fought back. It turned out that she had really seen those reports, and it turned out that she also cared about these things. reported.

"Very good, I'm good at pointing at Sang and scolding Huai, so please wait, I will come back to live from tonight!" With a cold and evil tone, she looked at her intently.

Xia Qing who just entered the door really surprised Leng Lie. She was wearing a white T-shirt and cotton overalls, her hair was combed to the sides, and she was carrying an easel on her thin shoulders. The overalls were stained with oil paint, like He is a casual artist, but also like an art student sketching from life.Looking at her carefully, her delicate face was blushed because of arguing with him. He looked down at her, and her cheeks seemed to be even redder. From the distance of a few centimeters, she found that she did not wear any makeup, but her facial features were beautiful. , if Su Ruoying is the midnight rose with thorns, she is the beautiful calla lily in the valley.

"Young Master, Young Madam, it's good to be back, let's go to the restaurant for dinner, Young Madam, you must be tired after going out for a day!" Zhang Ma pulled their thoughts back to reality.

"Mum Zhang, I'm hungry. I'm sorry. It won't be too late if you start drawing. You must be in a hurry!" When she returned home, she found that the servants at home were all kind and amiable to Xia Qing, and they were all willing to get close to her and mingle with her.Confirmed his idea today!

"Then go eat quickly. Master Jiang has specially prepared your favorite borscht and French steak!" Zhang Ma used to serve Leng Lie's mother after Leng Tianxiong got married. The older one, Leng Leng treated her less as a servant and respected her a little more.

Leng Lie's sudden return today caught everyone in the Leng family by surprise, including the chef, Master Jiang, because in the past three months, the new young lady asked him to subtract nearly half of the dishes.

When the steak and borscht were on the table, Xia Qing had already changed out of the overalls that were stained with oil paint, and was wearing simple home clothes, while Leng Lie was already sitting at the side of the long table. It’s difficult to eat like this, with your backs facing each other. The ten-meter-long table is far apart, like the two ends of a globe. When you walk into the restaurant, Xia Tian walks to the south of the long table in a lonely way. The royal blue bottle on the table is filled with Looking at the fresh and elegant calla lily, after Xia Qing sat down, she could only look at Leng Lie who was eating steak from a distance from the gap of the calla lily.

A servant stood aside, no one dared to speak, in fact, in the past three months, Xia Qing had already changed his eating pattern, but he came back, like a devil, and the Leng family returned to silence again.

"If I don't come back, the family has changed drastically, even Uncle Jiang's dinner has changed!" He said coldly and lowly, he never cared about food, but because his mother was a lady of the family, she was very particular about food. As for when she married into Leng’s family, she brought the chef Jiang Bo. For Chinese dinner, there were not ten dishes, and she couldn’t even serve them. Western food, she must be given enough choices. He didn’t change this rule. Because, this often reminds him of his mother. He remembers that when he was a child, his mother ate Western food elegantly on the dining table and told him every step of Western food. In his heart, his mother was an elegant queen.

Now there is a simple steak and a borscht on the table. Seeing Xia Qing eating with gusto, he frowned: "I'm sorry, young master, I didn't know you were coming back today, so I didn't prepare for it." There are so many dishes, I won’t disappoint you tomorrow!” Jiang Bo hurriedly came out to apologize.

"Don't blame Uncle Jiang. If you want to blame me, I am the one who made the decision. I don't need to prepare so much by myself. Even if you come home, you don't have to prepare so much. Can you eat so much by yourself? If you can't, why waste it!" Xia Qing stood up and told him.

"Okay, okay, since you want to change, let me tell you that when I come back to live in the future, I will ask you to prepare dinner yourself. I will not let anyone in the kitchen go if you didn't prepare it. Since you like to take care of it so much My life style, I will leave it to you!" Since this woman likes to challenge his limits so much, let her suffer. The chances of a lady like her entering the kitchen are probably very low. The last time I sat on a biscuit It is estimated that it was also a whim.

A smile suddenly appeared at the corner of the cold mouth, and it disappeared in a blink of an eye, "Why should I prepare dinner for you!" Xia Qing turned back angrily.

"Because you are the wife I am marrying!" This sentence is full of possessiveness, that is, this sentence annihilates what Xia Qing wanted to say in her mouth, yes, remember the day of the wedding, the father-in-law said, she will be the Leng family from now on A good headed mistress should look like a mistress should.

Leng Leng wiped the corner of his mouth with a white tablecloth, and approached her, she could clearly smell the faint cologne and tobacco smell on his body, and she found that she didn't hate this smell: "Forever Don't challenge my limits, I look forward to your skills!" His faint smile spread out at this moment.

The dinner was full of gunpowder, and the night was about to start to blur again.