Madam Zuo, your vest is off!

Chapter 264 266: Made by Myself｜727
There was a stack of documents on the table, and Zuo Sihan resigned himself to picking one from the top and began to correct it.

I can't help but wonder, was it the right decision to transfer Yao Zijing away and become the president himself?

How about taking Yao Zijing back and continuing to be a happy behind-the-scenes president?

Zuo Sihan's thoughts were surging, but he didn't let go of correcting the documents in his hand.

"dong dong dong"

"Enter!"

Zuo Sihan didn't hear anyone's voice, raised his head, it turned out that it was Murong Ruowei who came, "Why did you come so early today?" Just now he thought it was Wang Yi who came in.

"It's not too early, it's already 11:30, it's a good time to eat." Murong Ruowei wrinkled her nose, looking cute.

Being the president is so hard, but she can't help him with anything, she can only supervise him to eat well.

Murong Ruowei blamed herself a little, but was also a little thankful that she was good at cooking and could cook soup for her beloved.

Time passed so quickly, Zuo Sihan looked at the half-approved documents and felt his head was about to explode. Being a president is not as easy as being a prince in Nanyu Kingdom.

Putting away the resentment in his heart, Zuo Sihan asked with a smile, "What delicious food did you bring today?"

Murong Ruowei opened the thermos with a smile, and the aroma wafted into her nostrils, "Today I made soup and sweet and sour pork ribs."

"I did it myself!" Murong Ruowei added with a blushing face.I wonder if Zuo Sihan will like it.

"Oh? Then I'll have a good taste!" Zuo Sihan looked forward to it, as Murong Ruowei didn't know how to cook in his memory.

The blame can only be blamed on the original owner Zuo Sihan's lack of good food, otherwise why doesn't Murong Ruowei know how to cook.

Zuo Sihan took a sip of the soup, frowned slightly, and stopped.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Murong Ruowei frowned again, thinking that the soup was not good, "What's the matter, isn't it good?"

Zuo Sihan looked at the anticipation in Murong Ruowei's pure and bright eyes, "No, it's delicious!"

It was because the taste of this soup was so familiar that he lost his mind.

There was once a princess who didn't touch Yangchun water with her index finger and made soup for him. Although he only drank it once, he still remembered the taste of that soup, which was exactly the same as this soup.

Do all black chicken soup taste like this?
"Drink more if it tastes good," Murong Ruowei said with a bright smile on her face, "Come on, try the sweet and sour pork ribs!"

Murong Ruowei picked up a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and put it in Zuo Sihan's bowl.

"Yeah," Zuo Sihan licked his lips and praised generously, "Your workmanship is pretty good!"

"As long as you like it!" Murong Ruowei's face blushed slightly again, did she catch his stomach now?

"Did you eat?"

"Ah... no."

"Then sit down quickly, let's eat together." Zuo Sihan noticed that her cheeks were flushed, and the back of his hand was pressed against her forehead, "You don't have a fever!"

Startled him, if he had a fever, his plans for tonight might be ruined.

"I'm fine, but I'm a little hot." Murong Ruowei lowered her head and filled herself with a good meal, "Okay, eat quickly."

"Ding Dong"

Second brother?Murong Ruowei picked up her phone and saw Murong Ziliang's WeChat

Second brother: Old girl, I will pick you up at four o'clock
Second Brother: Were you still in Ahan Company at that time?

Murong Ruowei raised her head, "Second brother is going to take me to a banquet tonight, and he said to pick me up at four o'clock, are you busy this afternoon?"

Zuo Sihan hesitated for a moment, although he wanted Murong Ruowei to accompany him, but for tonight and tomorrow he still endured, "There are two important meetings in the afternoon, I..."

(End of this chapter)