Billion Dollar Husband, Delivered to Your Door!

Su Ling had to get into his car with Xiao Su Tang. After he got home, he thanked him again, and Su Ling took Xiao Su Tang's hand, bought vegetables, and went home together.

When he opened the door, Su Ling discovered that there was someone in the house!

She was so frightened that she guarded Xiao Su Tang behind her, only to realize that Ming Rui was standing in the kitchen, and his shaved white shirt rolled up his sleeves and appeared at the kitchen door.

This is totally inconsistent with his character, who always looks pure and expensive!

In Su Ling's mind, he is the kind of man who does not eat fireworks at all, and he even cooks!

She immediately stepped forward and said, "I'll come, let me come."

"No, go wash your hands and start the meal right away." His voice was light and nice, even if he walked out of the smoke, it was so expensive that he couldn't connect him to the kitchen.

Su Ling was still stunned, he looked as if he was accustomed to the kitchen.

But it's impossible, let alone his emperor's favorite, the people who played the role of male lead roles that Su Ling had encountered before were just boys with a little fame in the entertainment circle, and there were very few who could cook.

Xiao Su Tang was very happy, took the initiative to wash his hands first, and smiled happily: "Ming Rui, you really cook your own dishes? It's great!"

Ming Rui patted her head: "Take chopsticks and eat more."

Su Ling came back from a daze and said, "So you can cook. I really didn't expect..."

"There are a lot of things you didn't expect." Ming Rui said, "Let's serve it."

Su Ling held the fragrant white rice, and the dishes on the table were delicious and delicious.

It's hard to imagine that he did it.

Su Ling looked up at his fingers again. His hands were clean and flawless, with well-defined joints, slender and full of strength. They were basically the hands holding a pen. How could he imagine that he could cook?

"Why, do I have something in my hand?" Ming Rui raised an eyebrow.

"No, no." Su Ling lowered her head to eat. What she did not expect was that Ming Rui would really cook for her...

"The founder and head chef of Lin Ruixuan is my mother. I can cook, isn't it strange?"

Su Ling looked up again: "So my aunt is Lin Motong. No wonder..."

After Lin Motong founded Lin Ruixuan before, this brand later became a food chain, not only as a restaurant, but also a series of food brands, which is very famous.

It's just that Lin Motong hides far behind the scenes.

After all, Tomorrow Night Leng is the person who wants to run for president, and many of her affairs are left to the people in the company.

"How about the shooting?" Ming Rui asked.

"Fortunately, many of the director's ideas are quite good. Our filming went smoothly. Although we have no money, we have to get everything ourselves, but it's a lot of fun." Su Ling said of this filming. Just a little ecstatic.

"The script is good, and the cooperators, although they are all young and many of them are inexperienced, but the feeling of overcoming difficulties together seems to be good."

After all, shooting without capital interference is rare in the entire market.

Mingrui's laugh is light: "That's good."

Seeing his smile, Su Ling also smiled. The estrangement between the two seemed to disappear suddenly.

Xiao Su Tang also laughed with them.

Su Ling reached out and touched Xiao Su Tang's hair, narrowed a smile, and said, "Let's eat."