My late husband is back in a different vest

Xi Yan looked at the one who was standing and talking without back pain, and Ouyang Qi didn't refute. She followed her words and said, "Oh? Really? You can make soup, so I'll have to wait and see."

Hearing this kind of words undoubtedly gave Ouyang Qing blood, bit her lip, and agreed decisively: "Then I'll go back and cook for you now."

"Go, there is still a butler here, it's just a skin trauma."

Looking at the back of you, Xi Yan leaned lazily on the sofa with his head in his hands, and he was at last giving away a living Bodhisattva.

"Master, do you really dare to drink the soup that Miss Ouyang sent?" the housekeeper jokingly said while bandaging Xi Yan.

We all know that Ms. Ouyang's workmanship is not good, but I didn't expect Xi Yan to ask for a package with Ms. Ouyang. He is undoubtedly shooting himself in the foot.

I saw Xi Yan with a serious face, and said with a deep face: "Find her something to do, that's good, it will be quieter for a while."

The housekeeper stopped talking too much, it turned out that Xi Yan wanted to dismiss Miss Ouyang.

"So you can cook soup, why didn't I know?" Xi Yan put his hands on his chest, and at some point he appeared at the door of the kitchen, looking at Xia Shengsheng's busy figure with a series of tones.

This look seemed familiar, but he carefully remembered that Xia Shengsheng couldn't even cook a single dish well last time.

"I learned this from my mother. I knew it when I was very young, but I haven't cooked myself yet." Xia Shengsheng was a little sad.

She also just watched her mother often busy making a candy in the kitchen, and she would be affected by it over time.

"You didn't stay with you outside, why did Miss Ouyang come here? This is not the place for you to stay." Xia Shengsheng's words were a little sour.

But in Xi Yan's ears, it really had a special flavor, and he was satisfied in his heart: "Yeah, I really want to."

Xia Shengsheng snorted coldly: "Since that's the case, then don't push people away to see that Ah Qing really likes you."

"You really think so? Don't be wrong, you'll pee your pants if you tell a lie." Xi Yan said tentatively, her eyes fixed on Xia Shengsheng's expression.

Xia Shengsheng turned her back to Xi Yan and only left a profile.

"You two are in the right family, and you have known each other since you were very young, so you can be regarded as childhood sweethearts. If you can really get together, it will be considered a beautiful thing." Xia Shengsheng said to himself, his hands kept busy.

But his body was dragged by a pair of big hands, and he turned his hands to support the countertop, and was forced to look at Xi Yan.

"What's wrong with you again?" Xia Shengsheng held her head up with difficulty.

"Are you so impatient to push me to someone else?" Xi Yan lowered his voice, his eyes revealing unfathomable depths.

Xia Shengsheng frowned and looked at Xi Yan's bandaged wound and said, "It seems that I can also avoid this soup. Now that you are alive and well, you don't need any tonic soup at all."

"Why don't you need it? I'm weak now. Don't forget that I was your savior before. Of course you have this responsibility now, responsible for my health." Xi Yan became weak in a second and fell on the ground. On Xia Shengsheng's shoulder.

Xia Shengsheng stretched out her hand, and kept patting Xi Yan's head: "Don't pretend to be dead."

"What do you think we should do? If it wasn't for saving you, I wouldn't have suffered such a serious injury." Xi Yan said more and more weakly, as if he was a real patient.

There was a plopping sound in the casserole.

"If you keep messing around like this, my soup will become a dry pot." Xia Shengsheng glanced at the casserole that was about to overflow, but this guy was pestering her like a koala.

Xi Yan dawdled for a long time before letting go of Xia Shengsheng reluctantly.

"What are you doing? Isn't this soup left for me? Why do you still divide it into two parts?" Xi Yan looked at the soup divided into two parts in puzzlement, pouted in dissatisfaction.

Xia Shengsheng rolled her eyes: "Are you a pig? You can't finish all these things by yourself. I'll send some to Ah Qing."

"She doesn't need this person to serve her. There are countless people serving her. There are several chefs. Her taste is picky." Xi Yan couldn't wait to taste it.

"I don't know why, but Ah Qing's attitude towards me has changed after I came back." Xia Shengsheng's face was full of sadness, and she wanted to find the root cause, and she didn't want to lose such a good friend as Ah Qing.

"Then why don't you think about our relationship?" Xi Yan put down the spoon and said closer.

Xia Shengsheng snorted coldly: "What else do we have to do with each other?"

Just as Xi Yan was about to speak, Xia Shengsheng's cell phone kept ringing.

Seeing the text message above, Xia Shengsheng's expression changed slightly, and she glanced at Xi Yan evasively from the corner of her eye, and secretly deleted all the text messages in it.

"Sister Shengsheng, you have answered the phone, that President Wang insists on asking you to attend some kind of birthday party." Xiaoxiao stated anxiously on the phone.

"Okay, I see. I'll deal with this matter when I go back." Xia Shengsheng responded blankly.

"Who is it?" Xi Yan asked.

"It's nothing, it's just a smile. Maybe the company has encountered something difficult. I'll go there later." Xia Shengsheng said stiffly, her eyes dodging.

Ouyang Qing, who had gone back, nestled on the sofa with a sad face, and promised Xi Yan that he would give him a bowl of delicious soup. What he said was like splashed water, and he couldn't take it back now.

"Miss, didn't you say you were going to stay at Xi's house for a few days? Why did you come back so soon?" the housekeeper asked with concern.

"That's not because I slapped my face swollen to pretend to be fat. Now I don't have the face to face people." Ouyang Qing covered her face with a pillow.

If you can't make a decent bowl of soup, you probably won't see Xi Yan in this life. Thinking of this, Ouyang Qing just feels like dying.

"It's not easy. Let the chef make a bowl and send it over? Could it be that he still needs to check whether you made it?" The Guan family laughed.

Ouyang Qing clapped her hands, her eyes sparkled.

"How do you know my phone number?" Ouyang Qing saw an incoming call from the location on the phone, and pressed the dial button.

"It's not easy to know your phone number? Didn't you agree to cooperate before? Then leave this matter to me and tell your subordinates that I will take full responsibility." Xia Yinuo turned back and forth on the chair .

Ouyang Qing hesitated: "Okay, you must take care of it for me, and don't hurt Xia Shengsheng. I just need the two of them not to stay together."

"It's not easy to handle, and I will definitely satisfy you." The girl readily agreed, seeing the fish she got, she was in a great mood.

Immediately after hanging up the phone, he said to Xi Minglin, "I have already obtained the investment you asked for, and you should thank me well afterwards."

Standing on the balcony on the second floor, Xi Minglin looked at the two talking and laughing downstairs, Xi Yan and Xia Shengsheng, with a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth, and muttered to himself, "I see how proud you are."

Now with that investment, even if he can't win over Xi Yan's heart, he can still monopolize the company.