The queen is a little fresh: the gold master, stop!

Chapter 108 Make One of Ah Chi's Favorite Foods

Chapter 108 Be A Chi's Favorite Food
Of course Chi Nange knew about this.

He wanted to spend a lot of money for Wen Tingyun, but such a big TV series couldn't be supported by himself.

If the Guangdi Group belonged to him, he might have done the same.

However, Ling Rumeng is in the company, watching his every move, and he can't just take it away when he invests a large amount of money.

Facing a strong enemy, there is a sense of powerlessness.

As soon as Wen Tingyun returned to Fenglu Villa, he found that the atmosphere was not right.

Chi Nange wasn't angry with her, it seemed that he was just sulking at being alone.

Moreover, he was too angry.

"What happened?" Wen Tingyun followed Aunt Lan into the kitchen and asked.

Aunt Lan shook her head and said, "The young master came back in the afternoon. He has always been like this, and he is in a bad mood."

Wen Tingyun thought to himself, could it be that he has met Su Muzhe so many times recently that he already knew about it?
But she can control her words and deeds, not others!
When it was time for dinner, Chi Nange stood up and said, "You can eat, I don't want to eat."

Then turned and went upstairs.

Wen Tingyun didn't know if Chi Nange was very busy, but every time he came here, she saw that he was very serious about his work, working overtime almost every night against the clock.

It's like a person who is racing against time, spinning like a top.

However, he came back this afternoon, sat on the sofa in the living room and smoked all afternoon, and didn't eat dinner?
Thinking about it this way, Wen Tingyun has no appetite.

After poking the rice for a while, she drank a bowl of soup, and then asked Aunt Lan to withdraw.

"Miss Yunyun, is the food not to your liking today?" Aunt Lan frowned at her.

Wen Tingyun shook his head and said, "It's okay."

She stood up and said, "Aunt Lan, can I borrow the kitchen?"

Aunt Lan was taken aback.

Wen Tingyun had already gone inside, looked at the ingredients in the refrigerator, and took out fresh shrimp and eggs.

"Miss Yunyun, let me do what you want." Aunt Lan was a little worried.

Wen Tingyun smiled at her and said, "I'll make fresh shrimp eggs with hibiscus, which is Ah Chi's favorite."

Aunt Lan felt relieved and agreed very much, "Then let me help you?"

Wen Tingyun had no objection and began to peel the shrimp shells.

The shells of fresh sea prawns are not easy to peel, and they prick your hands badly. After all, Wen Tingyun has not touched the kitchen for a long time, and he is a little rusty, so he was pricked several times.

But she just frowned and didn't hum.

After the eggs were steamed, she asked Aunt Lan to help her fill two bowls of rice and put them on a tray, carrying them upstairs.

Chi Nange's study also smelled of smoke.

The man in a bad mood was not working either, but was standing by the French windows smoking a cigarette.

There is no terrace on this side of the study, he opened the window, the outside wind blew in, and the curtains fluttered again and again.

"Achi." Wen Tingyun knocked on the door.

Chi Nange's back stiffened, he didn't really want to open the door, and didn't say anything.

Wen Tingyun knocked again and called, "Achi, can I come in?"

With a soft voice, Chi Nange felt that she was asking cautiously, and her heart softened after a while.

"Come in."

With permission, Wen Tingyun carefully held the tray in one hand and unscrewed the door of the study.

Chi Nange looked over and saw that she was inconvenient, so he walked over to take the tray and said, "I don't want to eat, you take it down."

"Let's see what it is first, okay?" Wen Tingyun closed the door.

Chi Nange glanced at her, and saw that her dark eyes were full of persistence. After thinking about it, he put the tray on the coffee table.

Open the lid, a little surprised.

(End of this chapter)

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