The host of the beauty is holding a beautiful murder

Chapter 151 Gold Master Dad Forced Love (9)

"OK! I will definitely satisfy Mr. Jiang."

That night, Yun Yuan personally cooked a table of sumptuous meals, waiting for Jiang Qishen to come back.

When night fell, Jiang Qishen was nowhere to be seen.

It is immoral to give leftovers to the gold master's father, so Yun Yuan didn't eat first, but waited until he was very hungry, Jiang Qishen still didn't come back.

Yun Yuan even wondered if Chen Juan was cheating on her.

I called Chen Juan, but Chen Juan said she didn't know, anyway, that's what Jiang Qishen explained.

Feeling his hungry stomach growling, Yun Yuan felt extremely depressed.

Ask Chen Juan for Jiang Qishen's phone number, but Chen Juan said no, Yun Yuan can only wait.

Waiting and waiting, Yun Yuan fell asleep on the dining table.

"Wake up."

Yun Yuan slowly opened her eyes, and felt a shadow covering her behind her, and when she turned around, she saw Jiang Qishen in a full body.

"You're finally back." Yun Yuan rubbed his eyes and yawned, "I'm starving to death."

Jiang Qishen walked around to the other side of the dining table, pulled out the heavy solid wooden chair and sat down, looking at the few cold dishes on the dining table, frowned deeply, "Go and heat it up."

"Oh." Yun Yuan picked up the plate and walked into the kitchen.

After a while, the plate was brought out again.

"Have you eaten?"

If Jiang Qishen said that he ate, Yun Yuan would definitely go berserk.

"No."

Fortunately, Jiang Qishen didn't deliberately let her go.

"These are all cold, and they may not taste as good when reheated." Yun Yuan recalled what he asked Chen Juan to convey, so he inoculated Jiang Qishen first.

"It's okay." Jiang Qishen didn't mind.

There are only two people in this huge villa.

Yun Yuan and Jiang Qishen ate quietly.

For a while, only the sound of chopsticks touching the plates and bowls was heard.

Very crisp.

Jiang Qishen's eating looks very elegant and slow.

But his eating speed is not slow at all.

Putting down the chopsticks, Jiang Qishen said, "Remember to wash the dishes later."

The kitchen was clean and spotless before Yunyuan started construction, obviously the kitchen hadn't been used before.Not to mention the dishwasher, a rag is fine.

"I'm a little slave, a little slave who washes dishes..." Yun Yuan hummed the modified version of the painter, and walked into the kitchen with dirty dishes.

Jiang Qishen looked at her cheerful back, feeling a little puzzled.

Are there any women in this world who love this job so much?

If Yun Yuan, who was fighting with the bowls and chopsticks in the kitchen, knew what Jiang Qishen thought in his heart, he would definitely be mad at him.

After living for so many years, she, Yun Yuan, has never washed dishes for any man!
From childhood to adulthood, the man (father) in the family washes the dishes!
boom--

Just as Jiang Qishen finished thinking, the crisp sound of tableware falling to the ground came from the kitchen.

Putting down his crossed legs, Jiang Qishen walked to the door of the kitchen and saw Yun Yuan crouching on the ground picking up the debris.

"Losing money." Jiang Qishen spat out two words from his thin lips.

Yun Yuan threw all the pieces into the trash can, stood up and stared at him with wide eyes, "What did you say?"

Rolling up his sleeves, Yun Yuan said unhappily: "I cook for you myself, and I waited for you to be so late and wash the dishes. Now you just broke a plate and you want me to pay for it?!"

Raising his hand, pretending to wipe away the non-existing tears in the corner of his eyes, Yun Yuan said: "This dish is so expensive, and I'm so poor, how can I have money to compensate you!"

"That's your point, right?"

(End of this chapter)