He's cute but puritanical

"What cutlery?" Feng Yu'an looked at him, some inexplicable, "isn't your tableware in front of you?"

In front of him was a bowl of white rice and a pair of chopsticks.

Originally, he didn't have chopsticks at home, but today, when Feng Yu'an went shopping in the supermarket, he bought two pairs by the way.

All the dishes she cooked were Chinese, so she didn't eat them with knives and forks?

She was thinking, Zuo Xiao's voice came into her ears slowly, "it's my usual tableware."

He's not really going to eat Chinese food with a knife and fork, is he?

Just thinking about that picture, she was quite speechless.

She picked up the chopsticks in front of her and put a spare ribs into her mouth. After eating, she said, "Mr. Zuo, you have to use chopsticks to eat Chinese food."

As a left hander injured by his left hand, he can't hold chopsticks with his left hand, let alone his right hand which is not so flexible?

Zuo Xiao glanced at the chopsticks in his hand. Feng Yu'an, who was skillful in picking vegetables, looked down at the chopsticks in front of him and got up and walked towards the kitchen.

By the time he got back to the table, he had a knife and fork in his hand.

Feng Yu'an was shocked when he picked up a fork to pick up rice to eat!

Has he ever thought about the feeling of chopsticks?

However, Zuo Xiao didn't care about her eyes at all. She held a fork in her right hand and ate rice gracefully.

Feng Yu'an was convinced that he would fork a piece of spareribs and celery from time to time and eat slowly.

After eating the rice, Zuo Xiao served a bowl of Chicken Soup for himself. After drinking it, he took a chicken wing to the plate in front of him and removed the bone with a knife and fork. Feng Yu was stunned by his skillful knife skill.

After eating, he wiped his hands with a napkin and commented, "I don't like celery very much. I'll have a change tomorrow."

When Feng Yu'an heard this, he was stunned. After two seconds of silence, he replied, "Mr. Zuo, I'm not very good at cooking. The chef employed by your family is much better than me."

The assistant owl half narrowed his eyes and murmured, "then I will dismiss him tomorrow."

Wind and Yu'an So, what is his logic?

She boasted casually that the chef was unemployed?

"Mr. Zuo, why did you dismiss your cook for his skill?"

"I'm tired of eating. I want a change." The tone of Zuo Xiao's dismissal was quite comfortable. Seeing her frown, she seemed to think of something, and he said, "you don't have to worry. I'll give you double salary every month."

She's here to be an undercover, not a cook!

Feng Yu'an looked up at the man, "Mr. Zuo, I can only cook a few dishes."

In fact, the taste of her cooking is not so good that she can't help it.

However, Zuo Xiao liked to see her crazy expression that she wanted to be angry but didn't dare to be angry. "It doesn't matter. I don't mind."

But she does mind!

Feng Yu an pulled the corners of his mouth and again politely refused, "forget it, my cooking is very stifling."

Zuo Xiao seemed to have completely failed to recognize the subtext of her words, "practice makes perfect. If you do it more than once, you will not be suffocating."

"But..."

Feng Yu an moved his lips and was interrupted by a man as soon as he said two words.

"Miss Feng Yu'an," he raised his eyebrows and called out her full name, "am I your boss?"

Feng Yu'an had no choice but to go back with his head Yes

he slightly raised his eyes, "then you dare to defy the boss's orders, do not want to mix up?"

Yes, she's under him now. She's a cook who has been working in his family for so many years. If he says she's fired, let alone her?

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