After the rebirth, the boss is slapping the face every day

Chapter 1529 For Promise
Her appreciation is the greatest encouragement to a man, with a smile on her face, she said dotingly, "As long as you like to eat, I will make it for you every day from now on."

He picked up a piece of meat and brought it to her mouth, coaxing, "Hey, open your mouth and try this."

Mu Ruo'an opened his mouth and bit the meat in, chewing slowly and savoring the taste, it was not bad, "It's delicious, husband, tell me the truth, you really made these?"

"Of course." Leng Yichen just started, when suddenly a voice came from outside the door, interrupting his unfinished words, "President, Tang is here."

Then, outside the door, Yue Dong cautiously walked in with a pot of hot soup, which was still steaming out.

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Mu Ruo'an looked at the person who appeared suddenly, and subconsciously frowned, "Yue Dong, why are you here?"

Yue Dong was also very helpless, he put the hot soup in his hand on the table, covered his burned fingers, and said bitterly, "Isn't he called by the president?"

Otherwise, you think I want to be a coolie.

But he didn't say the latter sentence, how could he have the courage.

Mu Ruo'an seemed to understand something, looked at Leng Yichen, rolled her eyes, and said suspiciously, "Honey, did you really do these yourself?"

Leng Yichen understands her words, doesn't it mean that she doesn't believe in herself?
But is he really that miserable?
Isn't it just cooking?It's not a big deal, is it necessary to lie to her?

I felt a little unhappy in my heart, and my face became stinky.

"Of course I did it myself, do I look like the kind of person who likes to lie?"

Mu Ruo'an looked at his handsome face, as if he was angry. Could it be that he really misunderstood him.

Yue Dong hurriedly stood up and clarified, "Madam President, you have misunderstood the President. He really did these things. He just asked me to come and teach him. Every dish here is done by himself, and he will not let you cook." I helped, but he said he would cook a big meal for you with his own hands, and he accidentally cut his finger and bled a lot."

Leng Yichen glared at him, blamed him for talking too much, and said what he shouldn't have said.

Mu Ruo'an's heart trembled, as if he had knocked over the seasoning bottle, full of flavors, both self-blaming and moved.

It turned out that I had misunderstood him. He really did these things himself, for his noon promise, this silly man.

For an unimportant promise, he actually did the cooking himself and even cut his hand. What should she do with him?
Why should he be so nice to her?
With red eyes, she reached out and grabbed his left hand, which he had been hiding all the time. There was indeed a band-aid wrapped around the index finger of his left hand, but it didn't bleed anymore and it didn't look serious. Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, it's a big deal, it's fine." Leng Yichen wanted to pull his hand away from her, but found that she was holding it tightly, and he didn't dare to pull it out too hard.

But Mu Ruo'an couldn't be happy no matter what, her heart was sour, and she was moved, "You are so stupid."

"Close to vermilion and get red, and get close to ink to get black, probably infected by others." The man joked.

"I hate it, how am I stupid." The woman beat his chest angrily, tears streaming down her face.

This frightened Leng Yichen, who was so flustered that he didn't know what to do, he coaxed helplessly, "Hey, my wife, why are you crying? I was just joking, I didn't call you stupid, don't Angry, I was wrong, I apologize to you."

(End of this chapter)