Evil CEO: Honey, Surrender to Me

Gu Qing was working furiously in the kitchen!

Especially when she saw Sorrowless sitting there with Zhan Le for the entire day, she wanted to take it all for herself.

"Cousin, can I peel an orange for you to eat?"

"Cousin, are you thirsty? I'll get you some water. "

"Cousin, is your leg sore? I'll help you massage it! "

Zhan Le simply said, "Cousin" and "cousin" were short. She was beaming with joy and was flattering him in a typical way.

Sorrowless didn't have much of an expression as he lightly glanced at her and coldly snorted, "Even if you fawn on me today and help me serve you well, you still have to go back. In a moment, I'll have the driver take you back. "

Zhan Le's face fell when she heard that. She gloomily said, "Cousin, can I stay here for the night? I'll go back immediately tomorrow morning. "

"Little friend Zhan Le, do you think that I wouldn't know what you are scheming in your heart? Do you think I'm a fool? If I keep you here, the world would be in chaos. " Sorrowless' voice was cold, but from time to time, his gaze would fall upon the image of a busy woman in the kitchen.

"Cousin, I will keep my word this time. I will only stay for one night. It's so late today, so it's not safe to go back. " Zhan Le held onto Sorrowless' hand, shaking it non-stop.

Sorrowless coldly said, "I'll send ten bodyguards to escort you back."

"Cousin, can you be merciful just because I'm staying for one night?" Zhan Le looked pitifully at Sorrowless.

Sorrowless withdrew his gaze, glancing at her indifferently as he said three words, "Impossible!"

Zhan Le's lungs almost burst out of her chest when she heard this. She ruthlessly sat down on the sofa and made a compromise. "Alright, alright. I'll give in. You'll personally send me back later, okay?"

"Two words: wishful thinking!" Xiao Mo smiled charmingly.

The kitchen was a distance away from the main hall, so Gu Qing didn't know what Xiao Mo and Zhan Le were talking about. As she cooked, she became so angry that she didn't want to cook anymore. Why would she cook for him? Not him cooking food for her?!

She was smoldering in the kitchen, and he was in the hall with his cousin, open and fearless, making eyes at her.

Gu Qing waved her hands, intending to stop cooking.

Who knew that his hand would bump into the spatula on the counter? The spatula tripped over the porridge that had just been boiled and was left to dry. "Bang ~ ~" The pot shattered with a "peng" sound and the hot porridge poured over her slippers.

Gu Qing cried out in pain as she crouched down to cover the back of her foot.

Sorrowless' expression changed when he heard Gu Qing's shout coming from the kitchen. In less than three seconds, he had already rushed in like a gust of wind.

"Qing, what happened to you? Is it hot? "

Seeing how miserable the scene was, Sorrowless picked Gu Qing up from the ground and walked over to the sofa. He took off her shoes and saw that there were two giant blisters on the back of her feet.

Sorrowless' expression changed as he shouted to Zhan Le, "Go get the first aid kit!"

Zhan Le glanced at the back of Gu Qing's feet. Seeing that Sorrowless looked like he was about to devour her, she curled her lips and said, "It's just two blisters, it'll be fine as long as it's punctured."

"I'll tell you to get the first-aid kit —!" Xiao Mo roared at Zhan Le. Zhan Le was shocked by his appearance. He pouted his small mouth and resentfully said, "If you want to go, go. Why are you so fierce?"

"Qing, does it hurt?" Sorrowless brushed away the scattered strands of hair on her face, his heart full of remorse. If he had known earlier, he would have let his servants cook dinner for him. Why would he let her do this?

"It hurts!" Gu Qing pouted and said pitifully.