Genius Bady and Bad Daddy

"Whoever wants to eat the egg-fried rice you made, go and make it for whoever you want!" Song qian said goodbye. She still remembered Pei Yilin's first egg-fried rice. It was the scariest dark dish in the world. She would never eat it again.

"I'll only make it for you." Pei Yilin said stubbornly, holding Qian Mengmeng tightly in one hand. He reached out and held Song Qian in his arms domineeringly.

"Let's go, make egg fried rice for Mengmeng and my Qian." Pei Yilin laughed heartily.

Cheng Xian followed them and watched Pei Yilin carry Qian Mengmeng away. She smiled happily and his eyes curved.

Mengmeng, as long as you want happiness, I will give it to you, both now and in the future.

Yuchi Haolan followed Cheng Xian closely. The moment Pei Yilin bent down to kiss Song Qian, he clenched his fists. He clenched his fists so tightly, so hatefully. Even if his nails were stuck in his flesh, red blood dripped down and dyed the ground red, he still didn't know it.

If Qu Lan hadn't found out earlier, took out the medical kit he had brought with him, and stubbornly grabbed his hand, he would still have been staring blankly at the direction Song Qian and the others had left, feeling dejected by the happiness they had shown earlier.

"Yuchi Haolan, that's what you said. No one can tell what's good about Song Qian, but you just can't forget?" Qu lan held Yuchi Haolan's hand. Yuchi Haolan tried to break away unhappily, but she quickly injected a sedative and softened it.

"What did you inject me with?" Yuchi Haolan looked at Qu Lan coldly. "Qu Lan, we used to be friends. You should know my thoughts better than anyone else. The most unsafe person right now is Qian. You should stay with her, not spend time with me."

"I don't think it's time consuming to be with you." Qu Lan retorted, and the burning heat in his eyes made Yuchi Haolan frown.

Qu Lan, I remember telling you that there was someone in my heart. And that person is not you." Yuchi Haolan said coldly.

Qu Lan smiled, seemingly unmoved by his words, but where Yuchi Haolan could not see her, her fingernails dug deep into her trouser legs, marking the edges of her favorite jeans.

"Haolan, do you think the person I like is still you? You are too narcissistic. I've already moved on, and that person, you know, I won't tell you now." Qu lan stopped in the middle of her sentence. Seeing yuchi hao and lan wei sigh of relief, she felt a great pain in her heart and suddenly regretted her recent kindness to Song Qian.

In fact, she had the time and ability to make Song Qian suffer, but she had always protected Song Qian for Yuchi Haolan's sake.

She had hoped that Song Qian would be alive and lead a happy life with Pei Yilin, so that Yuchi Haolan could see reality and be with her as soon as possible.

But now, almost two weeks later, Yuchi Haolan's unshakable stubbornness made Qu Lan give up.

Perhaps she had made the wrong choice. She should give up on Yuchi Haolan as soon as possible, or hurt Song Qian according to her original plan, so that she could become a forever beautiful dream in Yuchi Haolan's heart, but she could not touch it.

"All right, I've bandaged you up. I'm going to take care of Song Qian now. If you suffer any more injuries in the future, do it yourself?" In a slight daze, Qu Lan had already bandaged Yuchi Haolan and took the key out of Yuchi Haolan's hand. She strode towards the direction Song Qian left.

Cheng xian stood behind her, looking at her fleeing figure, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Uncle Haolan, aunt qu likes you very much. If you don't dislike her, perhaps aunt Song would be happy to make your marriage happen. "Cheng Xian turned around and looked at yuchi haolan with a simple smile." These days, aunt Song has been nagging that her wish has basically come true. The only problem now is your marriage, uncle. I think aunt Song would be relieved if uncle could solve his life's problems before aunt Song gave birth."

"Why should I reassure her? She's relieved that she's not mine anymore." Yuchi Haolan answered gloomily.

Hearing this, Cheng Xian immediately wanted to argue, but Yuchi Haolan waved his hand and chased after Qu Lan very quickly.

Qu Lan looked a little strange just now, which made Yuchi Haolan very worried.

Even though his hand was running, he couldn't care less about it because he tore the wound with too much force, so he hurried to Song Qian's house and stood there quietly.

"The fetus is developing very well. As long as you add some trace elements and can guarantee two hours of aerobic exercise a day, half a month later, you will be able to carry a white and fat eldest son." In the room, Qu Lan was examining song qian's fetus. She looked up and saw Yuchi Haolan come in. The corner of her mouth was slightly raised.

But then, when she saw his still bleeding fingers, she frowned.

He was so worried that he would hurt Song Qian, so worried that he wouldn't even care about his own safety?

"Qian, what do you want for lunch? I'll go down and make it for you now." Yuchi Haolan came in and glanced at Song Qian first. Seeing that Song Qian was not feeling any discomfort, he walked gracefully in front of Qu Lan, blocking Qu Lan from touching Song Qian again.

Qu Lan could not help but feel a little bitter in her eyes because of the action of qu lan, but she smiled and said nothing in front of Song Qian and Pei Yilin.

"My mommy, she just wants to eat the egg-fried rice that my daddy made. Big brother, although you are a good cook. But since my father is here today, why don't you take a break and let him perform well in front of my mother?" Qian Mengmeng winked at Song Qian, interrupting what song qianben was about to say.

"Yeah. Haolan, you shouldn't be a chef. If you want, you might as well stay for dinner. As for the cook, someone else is here." Song qian smiled sweetly, and there was trust in Pei Yilin.

Yuchi Haolan could feel that Song Qian had an indescribable dependence on Pei Yilin.

Even though this dependence was not exposed, it still existed objectively.

But was Pei Yilin's dark cooking suitable for Song Qian now?

Yuchi Haolan obviously didn't think so.

"Qian, you are at a critical juncture. You can't eat too much. It's not good for you and your child if you eat something bad. Since Boss Pei just came over, he's just in time to try my cooking. As for cooking, he doesn't have to be involved." Yuchi Haolan was very polite, but he also made it clear that he would not let Pei Yilin make any egg fried rice for Song Qian.

When Song Qian heard this, he frowned and opened his mouth. Just as he was about to say something, Pei Yilin spoke first.

Yuchi Haolan, since you are so confident in your cooking, let's have a match. Let's make one dish each, or the main course, and let everyone outside Qian be the judge. If I win, you won't be allowed to appear in front of Qian in the future, and if I lose... "Pei Yilin looked at Yuchi Haolan and seemed to have a hard time deciding," if I lose, I'll let you stay by Qian's side and cook for her."

"Daddy!" Qian Mengmeng was shocked.

Daddy, are you really magnanimous, or are you overconfident?

"Daddy, this joke is not funny at all." Qian Mengmeng smiled awkwardly and quickly moved her short legs to Pei Yilin's side. She raised her finger to signal Pei Yilin to squat down, then pressed it against his ear and told Pei Yilin about her recent trouble with Yuchi Haolan.

When Pei Yilin found out that Yuchi Haolan's cooking was officially recognized by the swiss culinary association as the most popular moon chef in switzerland, he smiled slightly and looked at Yuchi Haolan calmly.

Pei Yilin's seemingly victorious gaze made Yuchi Haolan laugh in his heart and raised his eyebrows slightly. He only made one request.

That was the person who assessed the scene, not just the current few people, but the famous swiss foodies should be invited over, let them use their picky lips and tongues to determine who the real chef is.

This proposal was fair enough, and Pei Yilin was confident in his cooking skills, so he nodded slightly. He agreed to this condition.

Qian Mengmeng was sweating by the side. Daddy, do you want to be so confident?

Although Mengmeng believes in you, your cooking skills...

Qian Mengmeng couldn't help but think about the scene where Pei Yilin made egg fried rice for Song Qian and forced uncle Faang Zikuang to eat it. At that time, uncle Faang Zikuang was about to throw up when he ate, but he ate a lot of it and said it was delicious while eating.

But is it really delicious?

Obviously not!

And now, although daddy did well last time and mommy ate some, daddy didn't make this egg-fried rice. Why don't you let daddy change into other dishes?

Daddy, what's your favorite dish? Speak up and ask Mengmeng for staff?" Qian Mengmeng walked up to Pei Yilin with his short legs and looked at Pei Yilin worriedly.

Pei Yilin bent down, picked her up and said proudly, "Mengmeng doesn't need to worry about daddy. Daddy's food is definitely the best in the world. If someone says daddy's food isn't good, then they can only say that they don't know the goods."

Daddy, Mengmeng likes daddy's confidence. But big brother is really good at cooking. It's so delicious that one can't wait to swallow all the dishes." Qian Mengmeng reminded.

She still remembers the last time Yuchi Haolan participated in the competition--the buddhist jumping wall, the complicated procedures, the exquisite knife work, and the right seasoning in chinese cantonese cuisine.

The dish was full of color, smell, and taste. Although Qian Mengmeng was not lucky enough to have a bite, looking at the surprised eyes of the judges and the craziness when they tasted the food, Qian Mengmeng knew that the dish must be super delicious.

Recently, yuchi hao cooked for mommy in the blue sky, changing the way he cooked, which gave Qian Mengmeng a taste of the difficulty of cooking and his cooking skills.

Although his father was very intelligent, he did well last time.

However, it has been a long time since he cooked. Can he really conquer those tricky swiss foodies and make them praise him?