Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

In order to cover up this "criminal evidence", Yan Hui deliberately threw some more things in and buried the cake in it.

She will never admit that this is the cake she made in the future, how could this be made by her? !

After eliminating the evidence, Yan Hui went out and saw Ling Yue changing his shoes and taking off his coat.

"The food is already ready, my fennel has worked hard." Smelling the aroma of the rice and seeing Yan Hui coming out of the kitchen, Ling Yue knew that it was Yan Hui who cooked the food.

Yan Hui was feeling guilty for doing something bad, but when she heard Ling Yue praise her so much, she finally felt a little embarrassed, so she could only be more considerate and let Ling Yue eat more.

"Come here and sit down, we'll eat." Yan Hui brought over the rice and chopsticks, and helped Ling Yue open the chair.

Sitting on the chair, Ling Yue had an unreal feeling, why did he suddenly serve so well, and whether Yan Hui was planning something.

"What's the matter?" Keenly aware of Yan Hui's difference, Ling Yue sat down and asked calmly.

Yan Hui's movements paused for a moment, Ling Yue guessed it, she probably didn't know what she did, maybe it was just because she was unusually considerate that aroused Ling Yue's suspicion.

She should keep normal and let Ling Yue take care of her instead of her taking care of Ling Yue.

With such a change of mind, Yan Hui didn't show it immediately. If the change is too big, Ling Yue's suspicion will be even more.

"It's because you're too tired from work. Why don't I take care of you? What's the matter?"

He spoke shortly.Yan Hui also wanted to speak with confidence, but she had never taken the initiative to take care of Ling Yue before. Basically, it was Ling Yue who took care of her. Now she suddenly took care of Ling Yue once, even if she wanted to make people doubt it.

In addition, she really did something bad just now, and she didn't speak so vigorously, so she could only speak more and more softly, and in the end, even she herself didn't believe what she said.

Looking at the way Ling Yue looked at her, full of suspicion, Yan Hui was not happy.

"What kind of look is that in your eyes? Is it okay if my conscience finds out occasionally?"

You look at me, of course I have to look back.With such thoughts in mind, Yan Hui also stared at Ling Yue.

The two stalemate for a while, but it was Ling Yue who broke the deadlock.

"Ahem, now that conscience has found out, let's start eating. Help me serve a bowl of rice."

Yan Hui wanted to rub the rice directly on Ling Yue's face.It was rare for her to make a cake for him, and she only bought a cake for her father's birthday.

This time for Ling Yue's birthday, she wanted to give him something he could buy without money, but Ling Yue actually suspected her of doing bad things so much, what bad things could she do!
In the end, Yan Hui held back her temper, served Ling Yue a bowl of rice, and placed the rice in front of Ling Yue, along with chopsticks.

"I'm angry." Ling Yue took Yan Hui's hand and touched it.

Yan Hui slapped Ling Yue's hand away, "No."

"It's my fault, don't be angry, I shouldn't doubt you. How can I doubt my fennel?" Ling Yue lowered his posture, his daughter-in-law is angry, can he not coax her?

"My fault, my fault. Let me try the dishes made by Fennel."

After speaking, Ling Yue started to eat the dishes made by Yan Hui.

Of course, Yan Hui's cooking is not as good as the chef's cooking.

Just eat, what you eat is not food, but your mood.

Yan Hui cooks for Ling Yue, and if Ling Yue is happy, he won't care if the taste is better than the chef's.

Besides, if he really wants to eat, that five-star chef can't cook for him.

Different cooks have different tastes.

Even if the dishes cooked by my lover are mushy, they are still better than those cooked by the chef.

"Um……."

Hearing Ling Yue's voice, Yan Hui raised her head and looked at Ling Yue, hoping that Ling Yue could say something delicious, even though she knew her cooking skills were just like that.

"How is it?" It was such a useless direct question.

Ling Yue took another bite of food, but still didn't speak.

"What's the matter?" She wasted a little time making the cake, and the cooking time was reduced, so she didn't cook too many dishes, just three dishes and one soup.

The quantity has decreased, but the quality should be able to improve.

"Whether it's delicious or not, you'll know if you try it yourself." Ling Yue refused to directly answer how the dish was, and asked Yan Hui to try it by himself.

Yan Hui, who couldn't get an answer, stared at Ling Yue fiercely in her heart.

She just wanted to know if Ling Yue liked the food she cooked, and if she could get into the habit of eating it.

The food she cooked before was not for Ling Yue alone. Even if it was not delicious, Ling Yue didn't dare to say it. With Uncle Ming around, Ling Yue didn't dare to say anything serious to Yan Hui.

Now there are only the two of them, and they can directly say whether it is good or bad, Yan Hui feels that she should not do anything to Ling Yue.

Seeing Ling Yue's mouth kept eating, Yan Hui felt that the food he cooked should be okay.

Yan Hui picked up the chopsticks, randomly selected a nearby dish, and picked up a piece of cabbage.

Putting it in her mouth and chewing it, Yan Hui felt that what she fried was not cabbage, but... who knows what!
How is this dish melted!It was white and sticky, and it fell apart as soon as it was put in the mouth!
I really can't say it's delicious against my conscience, so Yan Hui spit out what was in his mouth, and drank a few more sips of water to clean his mouth.

"Oh my god don't eat it."

Sure enough, if you don't spend a little time, the dishes she stir-fries cannot be eaten at all.

Before Han Liang told her that the food she cooked was unpalatable, she still didn't believe it, but now it seems that it is true.

"Don't eat it, don't eat it, let others make a new one." Hurrying up is not an option, she has to take it easy in the future.

The other dishes looked good, but I guess they tasted inedible.

Can see can not eat, very sad.

Seeing that Ling Yue was still addicted to eating, Yan Hui quickly grabbed his hand, "I told you not to eat and still eat, what if you get diarrhea from eating?"

Ling Yue broke free and continued to eat the food made by Yan Hui.

"I think the taste is still very good. If you don't believe me, try other dishes."

When Ling Yue said that other dishes were delicious in such an affirmative tone, Yan Hui was skeptical.

In another dish, Yan Hui picked up another string of beans, but it turned out to be raw.

"My God, this is not cooked, and I don't know if it will be poisonous if eaten. Many dishes are poisonous if eaten uncooked."

Picking up the plate on the table, Yan Hui was about to throw it away, but was stopped by Ling Yue.

"No, it's not poisonous. I think it's delicious, so I don't need to throw it away."

The wrist was held, Yan Hui stared blankly at Ling Yue, and suddenly felt a little sour and sweet in her heart.

Between her and Ling Yue, she admitted that she didn't treat Ling Yue as seriously or well as Ling Yue treated her.

She admits that she is inferior.