Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 2391 How wronged (4)

Zhan Linhao received a report from Wu En, saying that Baili Yan had left ZCC and his whereabouts were unknown.

Based on his understanding of Baili Yan, he knew that he would definitely come to Shangyao Renjian to find Xie Zhuofei. After thinking about it, Zhan Linhao called A Liang and told him that if Baili Yan came, he would let him in.

Ah Liang was in a dilemma, "But Mr. He usually doesn't let outsiders in, not even a king, let alone a prince."

That's right, Mr. He has such a strange temper. Regardless of your royal power and wealth, you are not allowed to enter his territory casually.

Zhan Linhao nodded, "It's okay, I told Mr. He, you just let him go."

Aryan went as promised.

Zhan Linhao controlled the wheelchair again, came to the kitchen, and saw Mr. He was supervising Xie Zhuofei cutting potatoes.

The kitchen was spectacular, with a mountain of uncut potatoes on one side and a mountain of potato sticks cut out by Xie Zhuofei.

And the girl who used to have no fingers touched the spring water, is now wearing a blue apron around her waist, holding a knife in one hand, and pressing a potato in the other, sweating profusely, probably because she has been cutting for too long, she is tired, her cheeks are flushed of.

Zhan Linhao's heart ached, he couldn't bear to see his girl like this, so he said, "Beifei, why don't you take a break?"

Before Xie Zhuofei could reply, Elder He resolutely objected, "No, you can't rest until you finish cutting up this pile of potatoes today."

Zhan Linhao looked at the shocking pile of potatoes, and smiled wryly, "Uncle He, do you always want to exhaust her to death?"

He Lao stared, "What is this called? If you want to become a generation of international famous chefs, can you not suffer a little bit? Go ask those chefs who have become famous, which one didn't practice like this?"

Zhan Linhao was speechless. That's right, every successful person has gone through countless hard trainings behind him. Even a genius like him has put in a lot of hard work.

It's just that he looked at Xie Zhuofei and expressed deep doubts about her ability to become a famous chef in the future, because watching her cut a potato was more laborious than slaughtering a pig.

At this time, Xie Zhuofei finally took care of another potato, raised her head and asked Zhan Linhao, "What are you doing here?"

Zhan Linhao lurked, touched the tip of his nose, and said, "Yan wants to come, let me ask Uncle He for instructions, if he comes later, let him come in."

Xie Zhuofei turned to look at Mr. He, "Master, Yan is my good friend, please let him in."

Mr. He doesn't care about politics, so he doesn't know what Yan prince there is, "Which Yan?"

Zhan Linhao, "my cousin, the eldest son of the current king, and the future king."

He Lao said "Oh", "What did you ask him to come in for?"

Zhan Linhao pointed to the pile of potato sticks that Xie Zhuofei had cut, "I cut so many potatoes today, why don't I find someone else to eat them? Isn't it a waste?"

Xie Zhuofei suddenly laughed.

Mr. He was infected by his apprentice's hearty and melodious laughter, so he laughed too, "Well, you can do whatever you want, just don't provoke some idlers to come into my yard."

After finishing speaking, Mr. He walked out of the kitchen with his hands behind his back.

Xie Zhuofei suddenly remembered what Baili Yan said before, so she asked Zhan Linhao, "Why did you lock Yan up?"

Zhan Linhao pretended to be stupid, "I didn't lock him up."

Xie Zhuofei, "He clearly said that you locked him in the fifth reception room until now."

Zhan Linhao's eyes wandered, but he just refused to admit it, "ZCC is not mine now, how can I have the right to lock him in the reception room, it must be your staff who did it."

Xie Zhuofei, "..."

(End of this chapter)