My innocent girlfriend asks for forgiveness? My wife is a sickly tycoon

The two of them were so close that they had to face each other.

Yan Liang heard Qin Jiang's words and leaned on the soft European-style dining chair like a boneless person.

One hand lazily supported her forehead, and the corners of her eyes slightly curved upwards, which was a charm that easily turned everyone upside down.

Her skin was very white, and the modified cheongsam with a strong dark aura made her graceful figure look like a poisonous snake spitting scarlet tongues.

The woman's arms were smooth and white, and the brilliance of her skin made the large area of ​​rich twilight outside the window pale in comparison.

She leaned there lazily, which was enough to amaze people.

This was the charm of Miss Yan.

Noble and bright, with hidden murderous intent.

"Master?"

"Ah Jiang wants to ride on my head?"

"Well, it's a good idea, but... I prefer to take the initiative at any time."

"Especially, when it comes to T teaching you, there is no room for negotiation."

Yan Liang's narrow eyes slightly closed and raised slightly, sweeping up a terrifying pressure.

Qin Jiang: I'm honest, please let me go!!

Ahem, she is worthy of being his wife, her aura is strong.

Qin Jiang originally said that to divert attention, and it was expected that it didn't work.

So he surrendered: "Okay Yan Yan, I won't ride."

"You are the master, I am yours..."

Yan Liang raised his eyebrows, and the cold pressure in his eyes was retracted. He pulled him down to sit down, and stretched out his hand to rub his short hair, and his eyebrows were stained with a smile: "Well, good dog."

"..." Qin Jiang: !!!

Eating.

If he continued to make a scene, he was afraid that Yan Liang would be in the mood to eat him.

So he quickly changed the subject again: "Yan Yan, come and try my cooking."

"I've had the soup I made, but I haven't eaten the dishes I made. I don't know your taste, so I made one dish from each cuisine for you to try first."

Qin Jiang has studied cooking deeply, and has dabbled in all eight major cuisines, and the taste of his dishes is first-class.

Because of his unique skill, whenever the Qin family has a banquet to entertain guests, he will be asked by his five sisters or mother to go to the kitchen to cook a table for them.

He always gets praises from the guests.

There are many people who praise the Qin family's chefs for being very good, and they want to poach them.

And this is a moment that normal parents would feel honored for their children.

But it makes Jiang Yuyao feel embarrassed.

A son from the countryside who was not presentable could only do the division of labor of these women in the kitchen, and he didn't know how to do the real work. His dislike for Qin Jiang deepened.

She kept silent about who cooked the dishes, but belittled: "He is just a cook from the countryside. The dishes he made are delicious. It is a blessing for him to be liked by you."

Qin Jiang just walked out of the kitchen at that time, and his body was inevitably stained with oil stains. Compared with the formal clothes he had been wearing in the main hall to entertain guests with his sisters and parents, he was really embarrassed.

He was about to go up to ask the guests if the dishes were to their liking.

He was blocked by Jiang Yuyao: "Why don't you go back to the kitchen to prepare snacks for everyone after dinner?"

"What are you doing? This is not the place for you."

Qin Jiang was stunned, staring at Jiang Yuyao, the face of a wealthy lady who was gentle and noble to the outside world.

For a moment, he felt extremely unfamiliar.

But he still held on to the last bit of fantasy: "Mom, I just want to ask, are today's dishes to your taste?"

"I see that my second sister has a poor appetite recently, so I specially prepared a few appetizers..."

Jiang Yuyao's face became worse and worse, and she accused Qin Jiang of embarrassing herself in her heart.

But she still had to put on a gentle and generous attitude of a noble lady: "Very appetizing."

"Xiao Jiang, you did a great job, and everyone likes it."

"So, I'll trouble you to make dessert after the meal, okay, Xiao Jiang?"

Qin Jiang felt as if there were nails under his feet, and he couldn't move in place.

As his biological mother, she had never called him by his name intimately.

But this time, in order to drive him away and not let him embarrass her, she called him "Xiao Jiang" for the first time.

At this time, Qin Yun came over, and he held Jiang Yuyao's arm affectionately, with a well-behaved expression and humble and polite behavior:

"Mom, Madam Liu is looking for you."

Jiang Yuyao's face was gentle again, and she patted the back of Qin Yun's hand lovingly:

"My Ah Yun is still sensible and obedient."

These words were clearly meant for Qin Jiang to hear.

He just came to see, so he became what she called naive and disobedient?

Qin Jiang was sad.

After leaving, he went to the kitchen to make some snacks.

He felt that he was really cheap, begging for a little blood relationship in the Qin family like a pug.

But after his adoptive parents sent him back to the Qin family, there was no news at all.

Where else could he go alone?

Besides, in this family, his second sister and second uncle also treated him very well.

There was always someone...healing him.

Coming back to his senses, Qin Jiang threw away the past that he didn't want to recall in his mind.

He picked up a piece of stewed beef brisket for Yan Liang with a public chopstick. He blew it carefully until he felt that the temperature was just right to eat, and then he was ready to put it in Yan Liang's bowl.

But at this moment, Yan Liang had already raised her eyes and stared at him, with a strong pressure in her eyes: "Feed me."

"..." Qin Jiang: The emotions of the sickly lady really come and go.

What can I do?

What about my own wife? Just pamper her.

Qin Jiang put the beef brisket into Yan Liang's mouth, and couldn't help but remind her: "Yan Yan, I will supervise you eating in the future."

"I saw a joke on the Internet saying: 'Nine out of ten bosses have stomach problems', it seems that female bosses are no exception!"

"I will take care of your stomach in the future."

Qin Jiang said, and carefully fed Miss Yan a mouthful of rice.

Eating beef brisket alone will make you sick, and rice combined with it is a taste bud attack! !

Sure enough, Yan Liang's original lazy posture on the chair changed, like a proud white lion suddenly eating the meat he liked, and his eyes suddenly bloomed with sparkling surprise.

"Hmm."

Yan Liang couldn't help but widen his eyes, and praised generously:

"Ajiang's cooking skills are really good, very good."

The yandere lady finally resolved the crisis and turned into a soft and sticky calico cat.

Qin Jiang couldn't help showing joy and satisfaction when he saw Yan Liang stuffed with rice like a guinea pig, and his eyes were filled with joy and satisfaction.

For cooks, the greatest satisfaction is to get the approval of the tasters.

Zhou Ning, the wronged man, fiddled in the kitchen for a long time and finally came out with his semi-finished product.

He made stir-fried beef with green peppers, but the dish he served was only two colors.

The white of the plate and the black of the dish...

"Liang... Mr. Liang, I can kill the people you asked me to kill with one knife, but I'm really not good at cooking!"

Qin Jiang:? ?

What... what is that?

He had heard in his previous life that this thing beside Miss Yan was a killer.

But his face was too ordinary and unrecognizable.

It also made people deliberately ignore the murderous aura on him.

Yan Liang took a look and looked away in disdain:

"It's useless."

Then, Yan Liang looked at Qin Jiang again, with praise and appreciation in her eyes, and she hooked her finger at Qin Jiang:

"Ah Jiang, I want more."

"Ah Jiang's cooking skills are really good, really amazing."

"Ah Jiang's dishes taste better than all the dishes I've eaten."

Yan Liang praised from the bottom of her heart.

She was really happy today.

She wanted to eat three bowls.

Of course, with Yan Liang's appetite, she ended up eating a bowl and a half of rice and most of the dishes.

But this was enough to shock everyone in Liangyue Manor again.

Qin Jiang scratched his head a little embarrassedly, and fed his wife uncomplainingly.

He suddenly enjoyed this feeling.

It was recognized.

The feeling of being admired and loved.

In his previous life, he was always suppressed by the Qin family and gradually became inferior. He was even brainwashed into thinking that men cooking is a sign of being unpromising.

But now, facing Yan Liang's happy eyes narrowed like a crescent moon.

He suddenly let it go.

His cooking skills have never been something that can't be put on the table, but one of the skills that can make his family happy.

"..." Zhou Ning pouted: The eldest lady is really too exaggerated to please her son-in-law, right?

If it's really that delicious, he will eat shit upside down.

"Special Assistant Zhou, you've been busy for a long time."

"Sit down and eat together?"

Qin Jiang invited, Chinese people always pay attention to lively meals.

Besides, he really wants to build a good relationship with Zhou Ning's expressionless face.

"I won't..."

Yan Liang swept a sharp and cold look over.

"Hey, I'll sit down now."

Zhou Ning: ... Let's just say, the secret to surviving next to the sickly eldest lady: be timid and feel at ease.

"Eat."

One word, full of pressure.

Qin Jiang quickly picked up the chopsticks: "..."

Oh, he didn't order me.

Zhou Ning took a piece of beef brisket and put it in his mouth.

"..." One minute.

"..." Two minutes.

"..." Three...

Yan Liang: "Enough."

"Stop pretending."

Qin Jiang blinked in confusion, only to see Zhou Ning swallow the beef brisket, close his eyes and enjoy it, and spit out a cold expression with a paralyzed face.

Sentence: "Well... 99% rare~"

"..."Qin Jiang: Enough, there are really many Lao Liu in Liangyue Manor.

However, where is the old Deng of Butler Xu?

"Special Assistant Zhou, why don't you see Butler Xu today?"

In the past, this old man walked briskly.

He has a strong presence in Liangyue Manor.

"He, feed the general."

Zhou Ning picked up another piece of beef brisket. Although he was indeed pretending just now, Qin Jiang's cooking skills are indeed beyond doubt.

It made him greedy...

"Ha...ha?"

Yan Liang wiped his mouth elegantly. After eating and drinking, the more he looked at Qin Jiang, the more delicious he was.

"Ah Jiang, you care so much about Lao Xu."

"Why don't you care about yourself first... huh?"