Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

The afternoon sun is particularly warm. It shines in through the French window. The spacious bedroom feels warm.

The summer cicadas outside are squeaking and interweaving with all kinds of bird songs into afternoon music.

Ye Qingcheng is lying on her back in the big bed - with peace and tension in her heart. She has to leave tonight!

It happens that ye Qingcheng's aunt has been clean for so long. It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity

And most importantly, there is no such tension with that man these days

Seriously, she is also used to this peaceful and comfortable life, but ye Qingcheng knows that she can't indulge.

Otherwise, when will it end?

Ye Qingcheng lay in bed for a while and set the alarm clock. At three o'clock, he got up and went downstairs on time——

"When does your young master usually come back?" Ye Qingcheng went downstairs and asked a maid casually.

"The young master's time is not fixed..." the maid stopped her work and turned to answer Ye Qingcheng's question in respectful and slightly awkward Chinese, "but it's usually 6 p.m. and the young master will come back on time."

Ye Qingcheng is not sure. Sometimes he will come back at three o'clock in the afternoon, sometimes at five o'clock.

Ye Qingcheng doesn't think too much anymore. He always likes to come back for dinner.

When we came to the kitchen, the whole wall was full of various materials and accessories. Ye Qingcheng was very surprised. The whole half of the wall was a refrigerator. When we opened it, we found all kinds of vegetables, fruits and meat.

Usually there are no chefs in the manor or people cooking in the kitchen, but the things are so complete.

"We need to ensure that there are sufficient materials to meet the young master's needs."

"But I don't see a cook here?"

"The cook can be transferred temporarily, which is convenient and fast."

“……”

"The most important thing is that the young master's chefs are special chefs, and every meal and every dish is carefully matched."

“……”

"But the young master doesn't always live here, so there's no cook's room for him to stay here for a long time. At present, the young master's three meals are delivered by a specially assigned person after being prepared by the cook. Our maids only know some simple dishes. Compared with the cook, we can only prepare the young master's occasional supper to meet the young master's taste."

This is the explanation given by the servant.

Ye Qingcheng was speechless. It bothered so many people to have a meal. She leaned against the washing table in the kitchen and thought slightly——

Ye Qingcheng can't cook, not even the most basic dishes.

So what can she do?

"What flavor of food do you young masters like? For example, what dishes?"

"The young master prefers light tastes, such as Japanese cuisine and French cuisine, but the young master prefers authentic food..."

The employer is like an endorsement.

Ye Qingcheng was irritable and was not in the mood to listen to these long speeches, "talk about the key points and be more detailed."

Scallop in shell is everlasting longing for each other. The French cuisine is more classic: Saint Jacques scallops and chop Blair or Sauvignon Blanc, white sauce stewed veal with Bordeaux red wine, crispy onion soup and thin new wine.

"French dry fried sole with sangsel white wine."

“……”

"Baked ground beef with mashed potatoes and Alsace Pinot Noir."

“……”

"Tatar steak and apple cake."

“……”

"French duck legs and blueberry pie."

“……”

"Bordeaux lamprey with super Bordeaux."

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