77 sweet kisses from the president: the new wife is addicted

Chapter 98 Qi Yan cooks for the first time

With slender pale fingers, he stuffed all the photos back into the envelope, Qi Yan lit the lighter, and watched the photos gradually turn into ashes as they ignited a raging fire.

Lu Mozhen wanted to stop him but it was too late, he turned his head angrily: "What are you doing? I found it with great difficulty."

"I'll give you three days to ruin this company." Qi Yan replied unhurriedly.

Lu Mozhen curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "You have a sick mind. You helped Nie before. Why are you trying to destroy it now? Have you asked Yaoyao? Be careful that she is in a hurry with you."

After he said this, Qi Yan remembered the agreement with Nie Yao. She took Nie's so seriously, so she couldn't just watch it go bankrupt.

Qi Yan was silent for a while, then said emphatically, "Then buy it in her name, and move slowly so that no one will notice."

Lu Mozhen couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard the words, Qi Yan, is this going to give Nie Yao a company?

Tsk tsk, really rich.

After blowing a whistle, Lu Mozhen shrugged his shoulders boredly; "That's it, I will continue to investigate that matter and try to get the evidence as soon as possible."

"Okay." Qi Yan didn't lift his head.

Seeing that he hadn't looked directly at her from the beginning to the end, Lu Mozhen curled her lips in dissatisfaction, and turned rough around herself.

Qi Yan was the only one left in the huge old castle. He turned around and went upstairs, and was taken aback when he saw the girl standing on the stairs.

"When did you come down?"

Nie Yao glanced outside the door, "Just now, Brother Yi came here before?"

Hearing her question, Qi Yan heaved a sigh of relief and nodded, "Yes."

Nie Yao groaned, but didn't speak, she walked past Qi Yan sideways, walked down the stairs, and then entered the kitchen.

Qi Yan looked at Nie Yao's gauze-wrapped hands, raised his eyebrows, and walked over.

Nie Yao must have been starving, she rummaged in the kitchen for a while before she found a bottle of milk and a sandwich, she opened the package in surprise, and ate happily.

After finishing the sandwich in two or three strokes, she looked through the refrigerator again, sighed helplessly, rubbed her empty stomach and walked out.

"Still hungry?"

Qi Yan who came out of nowhere startled Nie Yao. She took a sip of fresh milk and said, "Nod."

"Go out and sit." The domineering voice was commanding.

Nie Yao tilted her head and looked at Qi Yan. It sounds like he wants to cook by himself?
"What are you doing in a daze? Don't you want to eat?" Qi Yan roared displeased.

Nie Yao walked out with a stiff smile, looking back as she walked.

All I saw was that Qi Yan went to the refrigerator and took a few eggs, tomatoes, and a piece of beef from it, and started to get busy without wearing an apron.

Watching him neatly chop the meat and side dishes, Nie Yao couldn't help being curious, when did Qi Yan learn how to cook?

Moreover, he looks really good-looking when he is serious!

Driven by curiosity, Nie Yao couldn't help walking to the door, Qi Yan turned around and glanced at her, and Nie Yao ran out angrily after wanting to say something.

After waiting for nearly 10 minutes, Qi Yan came out of the kitchen with two dishes of delicious and beautiful dishes.

Nie Yao couldn't wait to sit on the dining table, staring at the stack of fried beef and swallowing her saliva.

Seeing that the little greedy cat was about to go crazy, Qi Yan hooked the corner of his mouth and handed her the chopsticks.

Seeing that Qi Yan had no intention of sitting down to eat, Nie Yao, who had caught a piece of meat, raised her head curiously: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Qi Yan: "I cooked it for you."

The hand holding the chopsticks froze for a moment, curled up his fingers and grasped the chopsticks tightly.

According to Nie Yao's memory, this was Qi Yan's first time cooking, the first time he personally cooked for her.

(End of this chapter)