Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

Song Qian murmured softly, interrupting his charm, so he could only smile bitterly and quietly look at her sleeping face.

It seemed like he was talking in his sleep, but now Song Qian is asleep again.

When she was asleep, she withdrew her former sharpness and was as obedient as a kitten. Her little paws tickled Pei Yilin's heart, but he couldn't do anything to her.

His eyes touched Song Qian's slightly bulging abdomen and glanced at Qian Mengmeng, who was sleeping soundly beside him. Pei Yilin could only suppress his desire and look at her quietly.

At first, he could bear it, but when he saw her pink lips opening and closing as she breathed, he couldn't help but step forward again and put a light kiss on her lips.

At first, he only wanted to taste it lightly, but the moment he touched her lips, he unconsciously went deep, pried open her teeth, and wanted to drive straight in.

However, a slight complaint interrupted his action, so that he could only stop his plan, suddenly stood up, suppressed the shock in his heart, and looked at Song Qian indifferently.

It seemed that he was afraid that he would wake her up.

Fortunately, she didn't wake up.

The torment of so many days was relieved at this moment, and Song Qian slept soundly.

Even in her sleep, she felt Pei Yilin's light kiss, but she still murmured and turned sideways without waking up immediately.

Pei Yilin frowned and looked back at Song Qian, thinking that she seemed to be avoiding her kiss.

Seeing that she was sleeping peacefully and peacefully, afraid that she would turn into a wolf if she stayed any longer, he could only sigh and walk out lightly.

As soon as he left the house, Pei Yilin immediately instructed Bi Yuntao to contact the world's top culinary masters and ask him about the best dinner for pregnant women in the world.

Bi Yuntao followed orders and quickly sent the recipe to Pei Yilin's email. He asked Pei Yilin if he needed to sift through the recipes and arrange for the chef he thought was suitable to cook.

"No need. Just let them bring the ingredients over to guide you. The chef has someone else." Pei Yilin said coldly.

"Someone else? That man, isn't he the president? Really? You want to cook yourself?" Bi Yuntao thought for a moment and immediately came up with a possibility.

That was - their ceo, who couldn't even tell the ingredients, wanted to cook for a pregnant woman himself.

This idea was horrifying, which most people would not have thought of.

But Bi Yuntao was not an ordinary person. He was familiar with Pei Yilin's habits. He had always wanted to eat anything, so he directly told the chef to go over and ask them to leave immediately after dinner.

And now, he actually asked the chef to come over and guide him?

Who are you instructing?

Of course, it couldn't be their pregnant ceo's wife. It could only be a ceo whose cooking skills were slightly worse.

But, mama mia, ceo, how much hatred do you have against that pregnant woman, ready to poison her with your secret dark cooking?

"President, I think it's safer for me to send a chef over. The last time you cooked egg fried rice, it was really a bit..." Bi Yuntao paused, organized his words, and continued to suggest, "Although my subordinates are very clear that it is a very happy thing to cook for your lover in person, but the happiness should not be based on the misfortune of others, don't you think so, president?"

"Bi Yuntao, you have a lot of guts..." Pei Yilin was furious. Was Bi Yuntao lecturing him?

"You don't seem to be used to this job. Do you want to change jobs?"

Bi Yuntao's intention made Pei Yilin's face darken. It seemed that his cooking of egg fried rice had already been put on the table. How could Bi Yuntao know?

Besides, if you knew, what was his attitude now?

"Bi Yuntao, it seems that you still want to clean the toilet!" Pei Yilin threatened coldly.

"Well, president, it's nothing. I'll tell them to stand by. When the president wants them to clean the toilets, I'll take them there and supervise them." When Bi Yuntao heard this, he immediately straightened up and replied with a respectful and pious attitude, but he still seemed to be fooling around in the past.

When Pei Yilin heard this, his face turned cold and he gave an overbearing order, saying, "From today on, you are in charge of the toilet. Tomorrow I will send someone to the company to check your results. If it's done well, you'll still be my assistant within a month. And if you don't finish well, you can go home and eat yourself. This matter has been decided so happily."

"President - no -" Bi Yuntao was about to cry.

President, this decision is not pleasant at all, okay?

"President, please show mercy. I have an 80 year old mother, a 20 year old wife, and a 5 year old child to support. All three of them are waiting for my salary to save their lives. I really can't leave the company!" Bi Yuntao's wailing voice came through the receiver, and Pei Yilin's mouth twitched. "Bi Yuntao, it seems that you really dislike the short time it takes to clean the toilet."

"President, I know my mistake." Seeing that Pei Yilin seemed to be angry, Bi Yuntao immediately stopped crying.

He opened his mouth and was about to plead with Pei Yilin again, but when he looked at the purple figure that flashed not far away, his expression turned cold, and then he nodded, indicating that he would follow Pei Yilin's instructions and send the famous chefs to Pei Yilin's designated place.

"Just the president, can you stop me from cleaning the toilet?" Bi Yuntao was lucky.

After all, no matter what he said, he was also Boss Pei's most important right hand and left hand. He should be reluctant to let him clean the toilet, right?

Besides, after that incident, the president couldn't keep his face, could he?

"President..." Bi Yuntao asked in a long voice.

"You're annoying!" Pei Yilin snorted and continued, "What about the company? Did anything happen to Wu Fangyun?"

Seeing that Pei Yilin seemed to be relieved and did not insist on Bi Yuntao cleaning the toilet, Bi Yuntao wiped the sweat off his forehead and told Pei Yilin everything that had happened recently. Finally, he pointed out the ultimate task that Pei Yilin had given him - to catch the company's ghost, not let Jiayuan Yin find out about the company and affect the company's business.

"Boss Pei, things are going according to plan. Give me one more day, and I'll get that man right in front of you." Bi Yuntao looked very serious and was a far cry from the man who just smiled.

When the people who walked by saw him, they immediately knew that this was his usual behavior. They greeted him and left very quickly.

There was only one person who looked at him with a heavy gaze, as if he was considering what he was thinking about.

Sensing the man's scrutinizing gaze, Bi Yuntao lowered his voice deliberately, "President, the company's insiders have shown up. It's only a matter of minutes to catch her."

Bi Yuntao said, looking around carefully, as if afraid that the man was still eavesdropping on his conversation.

He looked around to make sure that the eavesdropper had left before informing Pei Yilin of everything about Yuchi Haolan. "President, our people have trapped Yuchi Haolan. If the president wants the the Ye family badge, now is the best time."

"Who told you to do that?" Pei Yilin's voice was cold. "Let him go."

"Yes, president, we will go over to yunteng hotel and bring back the the Ye family family emblem that the president wants." Bi Yuntao said softly, seemingly ignoring Pei Yilin's orders.

The person hiding in the dark heard this and narrowed his eyes, holding his breath as if he had gained something.

"Hmm? Okay." Pei Yilin answered and hung up.

He knew that Bi Yuntao had his own ideas and he would never disobey his orders.

And now, he said this, probably to lure the enemy deeper, so that the person thought that they would definitely meet with Yuchi Haolan.

After the phone hung up, Bi Yuntao yiran walked to the window, where a piece of glass appeared abnormally blurry, with a jasmine fragrance that was mesmerizing but familiar.

No one could concoct such a sweet taste except the enchanting secretary in the company.

The timing of her entry into the company was also very coincidental...

Bi Yuntao looked gloomily at the graceful figure who was leaving quickly and sighed faintly. In fact, in terms of his friendship with her, he didn't want her to be the mole.

"President, she's out." Bi Yuntao sighed. How could such an outstanding person be Jiayuan Yin's?

"Yes. Send someone to follow her." Pei Yilin ordered, "When you finish this task successfully, you won't have to clean the toilet."

"Ah? Do I have to clean the toilet?" Bi Yuntao's eyes widened, and the original regret for others was replaced by the self-pity at this moment.

Oh, my god, why is he so miserable that he can't escape the fate of cleaning the toilet?

"What do you think?" Pei Yilin snorted. "Bring me those chefs. I want the best."

"Yes."

According to Pei Yilin's instructions, Bi Yuntao immediately picked a few chefs who were good at making chinese and western dinner and sent them to Pei Yilin.

"You guys, make one dish each!" Pei Yilin coldly glanced at the few people and ordered.

After hearing this, they nodded and quickly chose the ingredients. Once they entered the kitchen, they began to cook.

The chefs were all masters, and it took only half an hour to cook, and a dinner with all the colors, smells, and specialties appeared in front of Pei Yilin.

Among them were light, spicy, and sour flavors, as well as beautifully carved and fragrant desserts, each of which won Pei Yilin's approval.

Indeed, Pei Yilin could not be sure, just because these dishes were a combination of chinese and western, and they had all the flavors, it was easy for him to have a good appetite and eat a few more bowls of rice.

And Qian, she's so skinny, she should make up for it.

With a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, Pei Yilin's eyes wandered between the dishes and finally chose a dish that looked simple but was suitable for pregnant women.

Waving his hand to the other chefs to leave, Pei Yilin walked slowly to the dish and asked softly, "This dish should be very simple, right?"

"It's very simple." The man smiled faintly. "It only took me ten minutes to finish."

"Well, then why did you choose this dish?" Hearing this, Pei Yilin smiled with satisfaction.

It was not far from dinner time, so he should pick up a dish that he could learn from as soon as possible and cook it quickly so that Song Qian could wake up and enjoy the delicious food he had cooked himself.