Hundreds of millions of heirs force marriage step by step: I don't want you to capture me

Chapter 191 Love Egg Fried Rice

Yue Weichao didn't dare to answer such words, the Xiao family was Xue Zhongyang's mother clan, no matter how bad it was, outsiders were not allowed to make random comments, Xue Zhongyang was still extremely defensive.

"Find a reliable person to take care of Ziyue and Jenny. If there is anything, you have full authority to deal with it. Don't ask me!"

"Mr. Xue, what do you mean?" Yue Weichao couldn't quite understand, looked at Xue Zhongyang, and asked.

"The Xiao family doesn't care, I can't ignore her..." Xue Zhongyang frowned slightly, and continued, "Ziyue and Jenny, I can help as much as I can. You can just come forward, my identity is not suitable."

"I understand, Mr. Xue!"

"Well. I'll go home first."

……

Song Dezhi also just came back from the outside, and happened to run into Xue Zhongyang.Song Dezhi walked slowly on the long sycamore avenue, with dense and towering trees on both sides of the road, and the mottled shade of the trees whirled along the way.

"The one?"

The car stopped beside Song Dezhi, and the windows were rolled down. Xue Zhongyang did not expect that Song Dezhi would come out for a walk at this point.

"Zhongyang, you're back." Song Dezhi stopped, turned around and saw Xue Zhongyang sitting in the car.

Song Dezhi's face was not very good-looking, and he was a little pale. Xue Zhongyang pushed open the car door and said to Song Dezhi, "Get in the car!"

After getting in the car, Xue Zhongyang looked at her from a close distance, and found that she looked tired, with dark circles under her eyes, as if she hadn't rested well, "What's the matter? Did you not sleep well last night?"

"kindness."

When Xue Zhongyang heard it, he was secretly happy, "Did you miss me, that's why you didn't sleep well?"

Song Dezhi glanced at him, "How is Xiao Ziyue?"

"kindness."

"Huh? What do you mean? Good or bad."

Xue Zhongyang stared at Song Dezhi, his eyebrows widened. Xue Zhongyang was handsome and charming when he smiled. Song Dezhi couldn't figure out why this man was ignoring her.

"Well, look at you smiling like a fool, you must be fine!"

"Are you jealous?" Xue Zhongyang said suddenly.

"Yes, I'm jealous."

Xue Zhongyang's expression became more cheerful, "Do you think that I took care of Ziyue last night, so my heart is going to be sour."

"Yeah, my stomach is full of sour water, and I'm about to vomit." Speaking of this, the nausea in his stomach came up again, Song Dezhi covered his mouth, rolled down the car window, breathed fresh air, entrained The wind with the scent of flowers blows over, making Song Dezhi feel much more comfortable.

There are villas on both sides of the road. Unlike domestic villas, everyone likes to grow vegetables in the yard. Everyone here grows flowers. Roses of various colors bloom all over the walls, and the wind blows, sending bursts of floral fragrance.

Song Dezhi liked this home in Repulse Bay very much. They also planted this kind of roses in white and pink. Xue Zhongyang got up that day and picked one for him and put it in her hair. It really looks like ...Yang Erche Namu!

"Don't be jealous, I was not with Ziyue yesterday. Something happened to the company, I stayed in the company all night yesterday." Xue Zhongyang sighed, "Hey, when Ozawa can grow up, leave it to Ozawa, I I can take you on a trip."

Song Dezhi was not happy, "I tell you, you have to work until you are 60 and retire!"

"why?"

"I don't want my son to work hard for the Xue family at a young age!"

"Xiao Ze is also surnamed Xue, okay?"

"Come on? It sounds good. The Xinchang Group belongs to the Xue family. Don't think I don't know about your Xue family's messy relationship! I don't want my son to work for your Xue family at a young age!" After a while , Song Dezhi suddenly thought of something, and continued, "If Ozawa doesn't like doing business, you can do it to death!"

"When I was in City A, I often heard people say that if you marry a daughter-in-law and forget your mother, you have a son and don't want a husband!"

"I have a son, why do I need you?"

When we got home, Song Dezhi pushed the door and got out of the car, completely ignoring Xue Zhongyang, Xue Zhongyang was not happy, "Hey, Song Dezhi, you heartless woman! How kind I am to you, you let me do it to death !"

"you deserve it!"

"I'll clean you up when I come back tonight."

In the living room, after the police came to collect evidence, the pool of blood on the ground was washed away with water. Song Dezhi still felt uncomfortable, and ordered the servants at home, "From now on, when Xiao Ziyue comes over, she will not be allowed to enter the door. Didn't she want to commit suicide? Then let me die far away!"

The servants glanced at Snow Flower Central one after another, and then the group fell silent.

"Did you hear that?"

"heard it."

Still not at ease, Song Dezhi said to Xue Zhongyang, "Jenny is not your child, so don't meddle in your own business in the future! I don't like this Xiao Ziyue! I don't like it very much! If you dare to entangle him again, I will Take Ozawa back to the mainland, and live alone!"

"It's gone, don't be angry."

Song Dezhi went into the kitchen, Xue Zhongyang followed, saw her looking for something, and asked, "What are you looking for?"

"Rice, eggs."

The servant helped Song Dezhi find it out. Song Dezhi was afraid of being laughed at, so he drove out all the irrelevant people.

"What are you going to do?"

"I want to make egg fried rice!"

"What do you do with egg fried rice?"

"Of course I eat."

"Let auntie do it."

"No. I have to make it myself, otherwise my heart will not be sincere. Besides, egg fried rice is just mixed with eggs and rice. I still know how to make this!"

Not sincere enough?Is it going to be for him to eat?

Xue Zhongyang stood in front of the sliding glass door of the kitchen, feeling ecstatic in his heart.How could his relationship be so nice to him all of a sudden.

Xue Zhongyang went upstairs to take a shower.

……

Xue Zhongyang took a shower and came down feeling refreshed. He was really hungry.

Xue Zhongyang had no hope for Song Dezhi's culinary skills. He didn't expect her to cook delicious food, as long as he didn't set off the fire alarm in the room again.

There was a smell of smoke and burning, and Xue Zhongyang was shocked, "What did you do? Why is there such a big smoke?" From the kitchen, Xue Zhongyang pushed open the door of the kitchen , found that the inside can be described as "thick smoke billowing".

He looked up at the fire alarm. There was so much smoke, but it didn't sound. It seemed that it was broken. He had to find someone to repair it.

Song Dezhi, who was wearing a mask, was still so choked that he couldn't straighten up.

Ozawa was actually in the kitchen, coughing non-stop.

Xue Zhongyang quickly closed the kitchen door, opened the window and turned on the range hood, and then turned the speed to the maximum.Song Dezhi covered his mouth, still coughing violently, the range hood was loud, Xue Zhongyang shouted at her: "Song Dezhi, what exactly do you want?"

Song Dezhi said aggrievedly, "I just wanted to make fried rice with eggs, but it turned out..." Song Dezhi's eyes fell on the trash can, Xue Zhongyang saw a pile of black things in the trash can, and guessed that it was the so-called He looked at Song Dezhi tangled, "Song Dezhi, do you know that food is scarce now, and you still waste food?"

"I'm sorry, I saw my mother did it, it looks very simple, I didn't expect to do it myself, it would be like this..." Song Dezhi's face was frustrated.

"You can't even clean the bowls, let alone cook. Song Dezhi, resign yourself to your fate, you won't even learn how to scramble eggs in your life!"

Song Dezhi quit, "Who said that? I also know that where there is a will, there is a way! Xue Zhongyang, you have to believe me, I will definitely learn how to make fried rice with eggs."

Xue Yanze looked at Song Dezhi in horror, "Song Dezhi, I beg you, can you stop wasting food?"

In the messy kitchen, there are still uncooked rice grains on the floor, Xue Zhongyang squatted down, and saw white rice grains from the trash can, raw rice? !
He looked up at Song Dezhi and asked, "Have you steamed the rice?"

Song Dezhi's face was bewildered, it looked like it wasn't cooked...Xue Zhongyang understood, covered his face, and asked speechlessly, "Did you just put the rice in the pot and fry it?"

"I have cleaned it!"

This woman is missing the point!

"Song Dezhi, look at mom making fried rice with eggs, don't you know that the rice needs to be steamed first to make fried rice with eggs?"

"Huh? Do you want to steam the rice?" Song Dezhi asked suddenly.

Xue Zhongyang was completely speechless, "Go out, I'll do it!" He looked at the time, rolled up his sleeves before it was too late, and wanted to do it by himself.

The cooking fume in the kitchen was gone. Knowing that Song Dezhi, who loves Chinese food, was coming over, Xue Zhongyang asked someone to replace the European-style range hood in the kitchen with a Chinese-style one. It was really useful.

Song Dezhi stood still, and Xue Zhongyang looked at her fiercely: "Do you want to learn how to cook egg fried rice with me? Let me tell you, a stupid apprentice like you who can't even clean a bowl, I can't Received!"

"I don't mean to learn how to cook egg fried rice from you." Xue Zhongyang was the only one who let Xue Zhongyang teach her because she was out of her mind.Xue Zhongyang is not a patient teacher, he will keep scolding her for being stupid.

"What do you mean?"

Song Dezhi looked at him in embarrassment, and then said with a hint of embarrassment, "There is no more rice."

"What does no rice mean?"

"I just used up all the rice."

Xue Zhongyang opened the cupboard and found that in the past few days, there were only some rice grains left in the five catties of rice newly bought by the aunt in the kitchen, "Song Dezhi, don't tell me, you fried all the rice?"

"I'm going to buy rice!" Song Dezhi said with a guilty conscience.

Song Dezhi turned and left the kitchen, as if to escape Xue Zhongyang's anger, "Song Dezhi, you are not allowed to enter the kitchen in the future!" Xue Zhongyang shouted at Song Dezhi.

Song Dezhi paused and left.

"Listen to me too, Madam is not allowed to enter the kitchen!"

"Yes!"

"And you, you're fine, why come to the kitchen to join in the fun?" Xue Zhongyang taught his disgraced son a lesson.

Xue Zeyan had a look of grievance on his face, "I'm not worried that Mommy set the house on fire, so come over and watch. If there is any danger, I'd better run away as soon as possible."

"Hey……"

Both father and son sighed at the same time!
Xue Zeyan secretly made up his mind that when he married a wife in the future, he must find someone who could cook.A woman like her own mother who can set the house on fire after entering the kitchen is too dangerous.

(End of this chapter)