How bad guys are made

Chapter 272 Pretty little cook?
Sensing that Wen Dong was looking at her with unkind eyes, Xu Zihan gave Wen Dong a provocative look, on purpose, she deliberately pulled her sister to talk and put Wen Dong aside.

"Sister, I'm hungry." Xu Zihan said.

Hearing this, the beautiful landlady raised her head and glanced at Wendong, then lowered her head and said, "Well, I'll go out and buy later."

"Oh, why go out and buy it? Isn't there a ready-made labor force here? You don't need it for nothing, and you can use it for nothing. Anyway, it's free, hee hee." Xu Zihan said, looking at Wen Dong with a smile on his face, crossing Erlang's legs.

Wen Dong grinned and almost fainted from anger, damn it, it's too bullying, the feelings come by themselves to cook for her.

Fortunately, Wendong has a thick skin. The key is that this matter is too important, so he has to ask about it. He said without any anger on his face, "Is there any food at home? I'll make it for you now."

The beautiful landlady looked up at Wendong, but said nothing.

But Xu Zihan hurriedly said: "Yes, I still have the spare ribs I bought last time, and it's in the refrigerator." As he spoke, his little hand pointed towards the kitchen.

"Okay, I'll go and do it for you now." Wen Dong nodded with a smile, turned his head slightly and gave Xu Zihan a vicious look.

"I'm going to take a shower." Seeing Wendong walk into the kitchen, Xu Zihan got up and walked into the bedroom.

Stewed ribs is the easiest. Wen Dong peeled and cut the potatoes and walked out, because the ribs have been in the refrigerator for too long and need to be boiled to thaw.

Seeing that there was only the beautiful landlady in the living room, Wen Dong hurried over.

The beautiful landlord noticed that Wen Dong was sitting next to him, but he didn't look up at him, with a cold face, ignoring him.

Wendong has long been used to her appearance, and sometimes he even feels that the beautiful landlady is a cold-hearted person, otherwise she would not have rushed to the hospital to save herself in such a hurry last night.

Looking at the glamorous face beside him, Wendong felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He did not forget the madness of that night. The beautiful landlord became his own woman, but now the relationship between the two is unclear what exactly is it.

Wendong glanced at the beautiful landlord complicatedly, but couldn't help asking: "You should know the killer last night, right?"

Hearing this, the beautiful landlady looked up at Wen Dong, shook his head slightly, and said in a cold tone, "I don't know."

"Uh..." Wen Dong opened his mouth, never expecting such an answer, the beautiful landlord obviously didn't want to say it.

The beautiful landlord really didn't want to say it, and she couldn't say it, because it was the rule of their organization, and she didn't lie, she really didn't know Ye Liangchen, but she knew who sent Ye Liangchen.

Wendong stared blankly at the beautiful landlord's cold face, and became more and more curious. The beautiful landlord must know something, but she won't tell herself, which made Wendong puzzled and distressed.

A possibility also came to mind, maybe the beautiful landlord belonged to a killer organization, and that Ye Liangchen was also here, so she couldn't tell herself.

Since this is the case, then Wendong will not ask any more, even if he asks again, he will not be able to find out what the beauty's room does not want to say, and Wendong does not dare to annoy her.

The meal was very depressing, because Xu Zihan's girl protected the pot and didn't let herself eat more. Wendong only ate a small bowl of ribs, but Wendong was not angry, because the president Zhang Da at home was cooking and waiting for him Going back to eat, although Wendong is confident that Zhang Hanhan's cooking is definitely not as delicious as his own, but the key point is that it feels different. Eating the food made by Mr. Zhang himself gives a sense of accomplishment.

"Who is it?" Wen Dong was driving on the road, frowning and thinking, with a serious face on his face.

This visit was not all fruitless. When I left, the beautiful landlord said another sentence: Be careful during this time.

Although the beautiful landlord still didn't tell him who the assassin was, he told himself a message that the assassin still didn't give up.

This made Wendong very upset. After all, being stared at all the time, and being frightened by day and night defenses is not good. Besides, the other party is not an ordinary person, and even used grenades. If he comes again next time, what will he use?
In this way, I will not be able to go home anymore. Firstly, I am afraid that Lin Xiaoxi and the others will be affected, and secondly, it will be better to take care of Zhang Hanhan. This can be regarded as mutual care. After all, Zhang Hanhan is always protected by bodyguards.

It was just eight o'clock when we drove back to Cuiliu Yuanju, and the light rain outside made people irritable, but when he thought of a beautiful woman at home who prepared a hot meal waiting for him, Wendong's mood improved a lot .

When I got home, I was greeted by Xiao Baibai, who jumped into my arms.

The light in the living room was on, but there was no one there. Wen Dong stood at the door and looked in the direction of the kitchen.

Hearing noises in the kitchen, Zhang Hanhan was expected to be cooking, and out of curiosity, he walked over with Xiao Baibai in his arms.

It is indeed Zhang Hanhan in the kitchen. At this time, Zhang Hanhan has already changed into a yellow one-piece knee-less skirt, a pair of pink slippers on her white and tender feet, and a snow-white scarf around her waist. She is a top-notch home cook. It's just that the kitchen knife in his hand is too scary, holding the handle of the knife with both hands, chopping the frozen chicken rack on the cutting board, muttering in his mouth: "Hack you, hack you!"

Seeing Zhang Hanhan's gnashing of teeth, Wendong felt his whole body tremble, and he slumped on the door frame.

Wen Dong sat there and dared not make a sound, for fear of frightening Zhang Hanhan into something irreversible. Fortunately, Zhang Hanhan noticed him after a while, and wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve. Zhu Wendong said: "You wait for a while, go out and watch TV, and it will be stewed in no time." Then the sound of 'dang bang bang bang' sounded again.

Wendong stood up cautiously and looked at the old hens on the cutting board. The big one was as big as a fist, and the small one had been chopped into pieces. Wendong was a little moved. When he saw President Zhang, he seldom entered the kitchen. He just looked at Zhang Hanhan. Holding the kitchen knife by the handle tightly with both hands, he was a little frightened, for fear that the knife wheel in Zhang Hanhan's hand would get up and fly to his head, and then he would be the most wronged person in the world.

"It's almost there. You can slowly cut it with a knife, cutting along the bones and meat, so you can save some effort." Wen Dong reminded carefully, leaning back a little.

"Okay, I know, stop rambling here, go out quickly, watch TV, and eat some snacks when you're hungry." Zhang Hanhan turned his head and glared at Wendong, thinking: You need to do such a simple thing Reminder, it's as if you are better than me.

However, Zhang Hanhan followed Wendong's suggestion, and carefully cut up the chicken nuggets in one hand.

Seeing Zhang Hanhan's careful look, Wendong was speechless thinking that he didn't know when he would be able to stew this pot of chicken. Of course, Wendong would not spare time to help. Just now, he just kindly reminded him and caused a blank stare. Well, if going up to help hurt President Zhang Da's self-esteem, maybe the kitchen knife in her hand will be her turn next time.

Wen Dong didn't dare to look too much, and hurried out of the kitchen with Xiao Bai in his arms.

Wen Dong stared blankly at the busy figure in the kitchen. Although he didn't believe it was true, the scene in front of him made Wen Dong believe it.Wendong's face was weird, even though Wendong had already guessed before, but seeing Zhang Hanhan's attitude towards him still made Wendong very puzzled, especially her domineering and easy-going words just now, which made Wendong even more confused. It is certain that there must be something wrong with Zhang Hanhan's performance today.

He wanted to go into the kitchen to ask questions, but he was afraid that a kitchen knife would fly towards him before he went in. He didn't forget that this stupid woman could stab his arm even by washing the dishes this morning.

After looking into the kitchen for a while, he still couldn't see Zhang Hanhan in the kitchen making any horrible screams, so he breathed a sigh of relief, convinced that our President Zhang really knows how to cook, but he's just not very good at it.

Zhang Hanhan is naturally cautious, she holds grudges very much, and her character is not willing to admit defeat. She hurt her arm this morning and was ashamed. She has to find her place again, so this time she came to cook and let Wendong wash the dishes.What's more, she still doesn't give up on Wendong's previous affairs, and she plans to ask tonight. As long as she wants to know, she must try her best to find out, and Wendong was injured yesterday to save herself. I always feel sorry for ordering something, so I get a chicken to make up for him.

Wendong naturally didn't know that President Zhang was so careful, otherwise he would have been fooled, and even this matter was serious.

Finally, he could hold Xiao Baibai and sit on the sofa with peace of mind. Just as he turned on the TV, the sound of "ping ping pong pong pong" came from the kitchen again. Wendong was curious about what Zhang Hanhan was chopping again, but he didn't have the courage to watch it.

Wen Dong, who had nothing to do, saw that the programs on TV were also very boring, so he started to look at Zhang Hanhan's villa again, saying that Zhang Hanhan, a capitalist, is really extravagant and wasteful. Such a big house is only She lives alone.

Thinking of this, Wen Dong froze for a moment, why does Zhang Hanhan live alone?What about her old man?Don't live here?It is true that he does not live here, Wendong is very sure, because this house does not even have a pair of men's slippers, and the design of the whole villa is all plain, obviously the whole villa is furnished according to Zhang Hanhan's own taste, plain and clean And generous.

Thinking about it this way, Wendong became more and more curious about the relationship between Zhang Hanhan and Zhang Wending. Zhang Hanhan was a virgin, and on the surface was Zhang Wending's mistress, but not only did the two have no relationship, they even lived together. No, this is really weird, but Wen Dong didn't dare to ask, and there is no good fruit for angering Zhang Hanhan.

Although he didn't dare to ask, Wen Dong still couldn't help thinking wildly, isn't Miss Zhang not afraid at home by herself?Are you not alone?Aren't you lonely?

"Ah..." Wendong was curious, when he suddenly heard Zhang Hanhan's exclamation from the kitchen, the voice was not loud, but it was full of fear, just like the voice this morning.

(End of this chapter)