Madame, she specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction

Thinking of Wen Ruosheng, I feel a burst of annoyed Wen Ruoqing, now there is no other way but to wait quietly for the opportunity.

Especially when she saw the scene of her being so intimate with Cheng Ziqing, she was even more furious.

It was getting late, Wen Ruosheng stayed outside for a long time, wondering if he would be reprimanded by that young master Han Jingting when he returned home.

After starting the car, Wen Ruosheng stepped on the accelerator and left in a cool way.

What happened today was still a little unexpected, whether it was to deliver the invitation letter or meet Wen Ruoqing at night, it was beyond Wen Ruosheng's expectation.

It can only be said that such things will happen frequently in the future, and I am prepared to deal with them at any time.

The car drove into the courtyard of Han's villa, and Wen Ruosheng parked the car obediently in the corner. The cars in front of her were all Han Jingting's favorites, and she didn't dare to put them in the most conspicuous place, for fear of Angered at that young master.

The lights were not turned on in the villa, Wen Ruosheng thought for a while, thinking that there was no one in the house, thinking of Han Jingting's extravagant life every day, this is normal.

Rich and family background, only superfluous things, but never wanted, this is the life of a wealthy family.

Pushing open the door of the villa, Wen Ruosheng was no longer as cautious as in the past, but was a little bolder, hanging the keys in his hand aside, and throwing the coat and bag that he took off on the cabinet.

"You're back?"

Wen Ruosheng was startled when he heard this devil-like voice, and subconsciously moved back a few steps.

The lamp in the living room was switched on with a snap, illuminating a small area.

Han Jingting leaned on the sofa, still wearing the same suit from the daytime, without even taking off the tie.

"You, why are you at home?" Wen Ruosheng muttered softly.

"This is my home, shouldn't I come back?" Han Jingting snorted.

When he just got off work, he saw Wen Ruosheng sleeping soundly on the table. Thinking of what happened during the day, he was kind again and didn't wake her up.

"No, I was just a little surprised. I saw that the lights were not on outside, so I thought you hadn't come back." Wen Ruosheng said with some embarrassment.

Fortunately, she was restrained, otherwise she would definitely be scolded if she came back humming a tune and jumping up and down.

"What are you doing there? Don't you cook?" Han Jingting stared at Wen Ruosheng and said.

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Thinking of staying outside tonight, eating the delicious food that has always been on his mind, but not thinking that he hasn't had dinner at home.

Feeling guilty for a while, this life assistant really didn't do his job very conscientiously, so he hurriedly asked, "What do you eat, I'll make it for you."

Wen Ruosheng's cooking skills are not very good, but there are no other servants in such a big villa, which really makes her a little embarrassed.

"Hmph, do you want to feed me expired food again?" Han Jingting looked disdainful.

Wen Ruosheng also choked and couldn't say a word.

Then I can't blame her, they all ate the same expired food, why is it him who has a bad stomach?

Well, the eldest and young masters are all spoiled and spoiled, which is different from a rough person like her.

"My cooking skills are not very good." Wen Ruosheng said awkwardly.

"Your cooking skills are not good, do you want me to teach you?" Han Jingting scolded.

I knew that when I saw him, he would not speak in a good mood, and I didn't know why he had such a big temper every day.

"Then what should I do?" Wen Ruosheng asked with some distress.

Having lived for more than 20 years without serving others, this really created a problem for Wen Ruosheng.

Han Jingting didn't speak, and casually untied the tie around his collar, flung it aside fiercely, turned around and went upstairs.

Seeing his moody look, Wen Ruosheng looked dazed, the young master is really difficult to serve.

With this attitude, she should not eat anymore. She thought about it and decided to go back to her room to sleep again.

Sitting in the study upstairs, Han Jingting felt suffocated no matter how he thought about it. Wen Ruosheng disrupted his normal day.

The more he thought about it, the more angry Han Jingting made a plan to send Wen Ruosheng to learn cooking.

On the surface it is to learn cooking, but in fact it is also to make things difficult for her.

He wanted to let her stay by his side to play tricks on her, but the pressure of work made him often have no time to take care of her, so he could only let her go.

With this opportunity, let her suffer a little bit.

Early the next morning, when Han Jingting made such a request, Wen Ruosheng opened his mouth in surprise: "What?"

"Is there a problem?" Han Jingting said unhurriedly.

"Well, I can't say, but I came here to be a bodyguard, so why do I want to be a cook?" Wen Ruosheng murmured softly.

Han Jingting snorted and said, "You also have the right to choose."

"Really? What other options are there?" Wen Ruosheng was flattered.

"Learn how to be a cook, or, pack up and get out."

With black lines on Wen Ruosheng's face, he thought there could be a better choice, but he didn't expect that he was trying his best to drive her away again.

It seems that she has no other choice, if she wants to stay by Han Jingting's side, she will always encounter various problems and troubles.

"Oh."

Han Jingting ignored Wen Ruosheng's attitude, he had already made it clear what he wanted to convey.

Watching Han Jingting eating the unpalatable oatmeal, Wen Ruosheng also realized that his cooking skills were indeed a bit poor, and if he wanted to stay with this man for a long time, having a skill was not a bad result. Not reconciled in my heart, but still bit the bullet and came.

At ten o'clock in the morning, Wen Ruosheng was assigned to the high-end restaurant of Han's Group. In front of him stood a burly man with a tall chef's hat on his head, pocket embroidery on his breast pocket, and the character "Han" on it. striking.

It can be seen that this is the senior chef of the Huo family. Wen Ruosheng greeted him politely: "Hello, my name is Wen Ruosheng."

The man nodded indifferently: "Yes, come here."

After finishing speaking, the man turned around and walked towards the kitchen. Wen Ruosheng shrugged awkwardly, and followed the man to the kitchen.

The Han family's kitchen is not as big as usual, and it is indeed the leading wealthy family here. Such wealth really makes people want to show their skills.

"A brief introduction to this place. I am the chef of the kitchen. You should first understand this place. I am responsible for doing chores, mainly chopping vegetables." The man pointed to a small area beside him, "This is your work area."

Wen Ruosheng is still a bit unfamiliar with this place. It is very different from the kitchen at home. There are all kinds of kitchen utensils. It is simply a small kitchen supplies store.

"Here is a new supply of ingredients every day, no matter what it is, it cannot be stored for more than three days."

The man introduced everything about the kitchen one by one, and Wen Ruosheng had a new understanding.

Never thought that the kitchen could be more fun than sitting at the desk.