Spoiled Star Wife: President, I Surrender

Lu Qinghuan was naturally a little guilty.

So in order to thank Bo Yanchen for saving his life, Lu Qinghuan still decided to have the dinner that he didn't have time to cook with him.

In the splendid hall,

The palace-style hanging lamp poured down warm golden light, illuminating the girl's delicate facial features. Her lips were red and her teeth were white, and her hair, which was like a black waterfall, set off her skin as tender and white as snow, which could be broken by blows.

Lu Qinghuan was holding a tablet computer in his hand, and his slender fingers flicked the screen from time to time, looking at something seriously.

The butler came over with a smile, holding a fruit plate in his hand, and said gently, "Young Madam, eat some fruit."

"Housekeeper, is Bao Yanchen busy these days?" Lu Qinghuan thought for a while before asking, "Why haven't you been home these days?"

These days, he always used the company as an excuse to stay in the company day and night, and he didn't know if he was really busy or didn't want to see her.

Even the food he ate these days was prepared and delivered by the chef at home.

The housekeeper saw that something was wrong with Lu Qinghuan, and comforted him, "The young master should be dealing with some important matters. If the young lady misses the young master, you can go to the company to find the young master. I think the young master will be very happy to see the young lady."

Would he be happy to see her?Lu Qinghuan sighed slightly and did not speak again.

Looking back at the few food pictures on the tablet screen, a gleam of light flashed in Lu Qinghuan's eyes, how about making some delicious side dishes?

For Bo Yanchen's daily dishes, there are all kinds of delicacies prepared by various gold medal chefs every day, all of which are rich and balanced in nutrition.

Every day, different dishes of delicacies from mountains and seas are placed in front of Bo Yanchen.

Even Lu Qinghuan himself is tired of eating those dishes, why not give him another taste.

"Butler, you order someone to come to the villa to deliver some fresh vegetables and meat, I want it now."

"it is good."

Lu Qinghuan first found an apron and tied it casually around her waist, and then found a rubber band to hold her long hair before entering the kitchen.

The servants in Bo's house were very efficient in doing things, and quickly delivered a lot of fresh vegetables and various fresh meats, filling the refrigerator.

"Young Madam, do you want me to help you?" A maid looked at Lu Qinghuan worriedly and asked gently.

The young lady has been doting on her since she was a child, let alone cooking, maybe she hasn't even been in the kitchen before?
"No need." Lu Qinghuan refused with a slight smile. Wouldn't the meaning be different if he asked others to do it for him?

Although she doesn't cook often on weekdays, it looks quite simple from the book, and it should be no problem to cook some home-cooked dishes.

"Then I'll stand here. If there's anything Young Madam doesn't know, you can ask me." Seeing Lu Qinghuan's firmness, the maid had no choice but to say.

Although it can't help, it's good to watch by the young lady's side, and it won't let her have any accidents.

Lu Qinghuan nodded slightly, acquiescing, "What's your name?"

"Lotus."

Lu Qinghuan put the tablet in her hand on the kitchen board, and stared at the dish on the screen. It was a sweet corn soup. She bit her lip slightly, thoughtful.

For the first dish, let’s make it simple. She remembers visiting the country with her mother and eating the meat tortillas made by her mother-in-law in the country. The aroma is still unforgettable.

Fortunately, she watched the mother-in-law do it with her own eyes, and she remembered some steps in her heart.

Just do it!

Lu Qinghuan took out some fresh corn from the refrigerator, carefully cleaned the corn silk, rinsed it again, picked out the corn kernels, and put them in a small plate.

He also took out a few stalks of coriander and a few pieces of fresh pork, chopped them up uniformly, and then mixed them with various seasonings.

The previous steps were very smooth, but when it came time to knead the dough, Lu Qinghuan couldn't knead it into shape, and couldn't help feeling a little headache.

"Why can't I do anything?
He Hua looked at Lu Qinghuan's clumsy figure from the side, and couldn't bear it, "Young Madam, cornmeal and a small amount of water make a piece of corn dough, it should not be hard or soft.

Otherwise, it is not easy to shape, because cornmeal itself is not sticky. "

Lu Qinghuan was slightly surprised, and turned to look at her, "You, do you understand this?"

Lotus smiled and nodded, "To tell you the truth, young lady, I used to be from the countryside, and we often make these coarse grains."

With the help of the lotus flower's words, Lu Qinghuan unhinderedly wrapped the corn kernels and meat stuffing into pieces of corn dough, made about five or six pieces, and steamed them in the pot.

Looking at those crooked corn pies, Lu Qinghuan sighed slightly, cooking or something is really not suitable for a handicapped party like her.

Inside the President's Office.

The man's slender fingers pinched the high-waisted cup, constantly shaking the red liquid in the high-waisted cup, his eyes sparkled, thoughtful.

The back looks a little lonely.

"Master, someone brought it here." Han Xu bowed respectfully to the man.

"En, bring it here." The man's eyes were slightly raised, and he said a few words in a calm tone.

Han Xu nodded slightly, then made a phone call, and after hanging up, he heard the glass door of the office being pushed open.

I saw a tall and mighty bodyguard in black clothes and sunglasses dragging a person towards Bo Yanchen, stopped and reported respectfully, "Master, this is the person who touched the mechanism inside the elevator. An Shiyu."

After the bodyguard finished speaking, he threw the unconscious man and woman on the ground in disgust.

Bo Yanchen glanced coldly at Ni, his brows were full of disgust, and his thin lips parted slightly, "Wake up."

His expression was frighteningly cold, gloomy as if it could freeze!

"Yes."

When the bodyguard received the order, he directly took the electric baton from the bodyguard behind him, and poked it at the two's buttocks, making the sound of electric current sizzle.

"It hurts to death! Who is poking my ass!" An Shiyu woke up first, and found herself lying on the ground in a state of embarrassment. What else is poking her ass again?I was stunned!
Then, the stubble-faced old man also woke up from the pain, and kept yelling, "Which turtle v grandson is poking Laozi's ass... Damn it hurts Laozi to death!"

The atmosphere was suddenly oppressive and deadly.

Feeling the coldness in the air, the old man couldn't help shivering. He looked around tremblingly, only to find that he was surrounded by a circle of bodyguards in black with astonishing momentum!

Immediately enduring the pain, he dared not speak.

An Shiyu also felt that something was wrong, and began to get scared, so she couldn't help shrinking her body.

A pair of apricot eyes turned slightly, and seeing the man exuding a cold aura all over his body, he couldn't help but tremble suddenly!