Good morning, Mr. Rong!

Chapter 97 Dayan, You Don’t Pretend

When Rong Zhiyan came to the kitchen, he saw a beautiful girl cooking, and then, there was a baby Yan, who was diligently turning off the fire and delivering the food...

As soon as Baby Yan turned his head, he saw his father at the door.

He knew that Da Yan would definitely come back!
No, it took only half an hour, and the person came back!

Hehe... Dayan, you don't even pretend! !

Rong Zhiyan looked at the teasing look in his son's eyes, and only slightly raised his eyebrows.

Jing Huanyan also noticed the movement, and when she turned around, she saw Rong Zhiyan, and she happily showed him a bright smile.

Rong Zhiyan originally wanted to give her a cold expressionless face, so that she would know that his anger had not dissipated.

But when he saw her smiling face, he couldn't help it, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Rong Xiaoyan: ...Sure enough, his father was also poisoned by Yanyan, and my Yanyan's beauty can really kill the world...

Student Rong Xiaoyan laughed happily.

Seeing that Rong Zhiyan smiled, Jing Huanyan breathed a sigh of relief, and when she turned her head, she realized that the bottom of the pot was a little burnt.

"Ah, it's burning!" She yelled, and hastily turned off the heat, stirring the vegetables.

Seeing her anxious look, Rong Zhiyan smiled softly.

"It's okay, burnt prawns are grilled prawns!" Rong Xiaoyan comforted.

When Jing Huanyan heard the little guy's words, she smiled sweetly: "Baby Yan, the little mouth is so sweet, I'll squeeze another glass of orange juice for you later!"

After she finished speaking, she looked back at Rong Zhiyan: "Mr. Rong, wait outside for a while, I still have two dishes, I don't know what you like to drink, so I bought a bottle of red wine, and I'm already awake gone."

Rong Zhiyan nodded and walked towards the restaurant.

……

After Jing Huanyan finished frying the dishes, she brought them out one by one.

Braised crab, steamed sweet-scented osmanthus fish, stir-fried nine-section shrimp, shredded fish meat sauce, mutton pot, beef offal pot, hot and sour potato shreds, tea tree mushroom chicken soup, radish rib soup, cold enoki mushroom, vegetable and fruit salad.

Also squeezed a large jug of orange juice.

"They're all home-cooked dishes, and I don't know if Mr. Rong can get used to them." She had already laid out all the dishes she was good at with great care.

But she thinks that she likes to eat the facial expressions she made, so there is no reason not to like these home-cooked dishes.

Rong Zhiyan nodded and said nothing.

Rong Xiaoyan, who was sitting by the side, quickly winked at Yan Yan. Jing Huanyan knew what Yan Baobao meant, so she quickly picked up the chopsticks, and picked up a piece of offal for Rong Zhiyan like a puppy: "Mr. Rong, can you taste it?" Try this."

After speaking, I picked up another piece of sweet-scented osmanthus fish.

Rong Zhiyan glanced at the food she picked up, his eyes moved slightly, and he started to eat with chopsticks.

The taste of the stewed beef offal is very soft, it is... very delicious!
His eyes moved slightly.

looked at her.

Jing Huanyan's brows and eyes were full of anticipation.

He nodded: "Very good."

"How could it be quite good!" Yan Baobao said, took a piece of chopsticks and put it in his mouth: "It's obviously delicious!"

The little guy said, and then he took a big piece and stuffed it into his mouth: "Is it so difficult to boast? I didn't even see that Yan Yan's hand was cut off."

Rong Zhiyan heard that her hand was cut, so he looked over.

Jing Huanyan blushed, and put out her fingers with the Band-Aid.

Hey, I hope it won't be exposed.

(End of this chapter)