The world's most sassy sweet wife

Yu Ziqing said, "Why do I have to choose?"

He Xuanchen said: "What if I have to choose?"

Yu Ziqing knew that this guy was always obsessed with weird little things.

"Then the dishes you cook must be more delicious."

Only then did He Xuanchen smile with satisfaction: "In the future, you must take the initiative to praise me, so that you can be sincere."

Yu Ziqing said: "Don't you feel my sincerity? I can't wait to recite a short composition to praise you."

The cooking competition is going very well.

Many people were secretly observing Yu Ziqing, wondering if she, as Yan Honghui's apprentice, would do anything on this occasion.

However, Yu Ziqing was just a foodie, eating all the time.

She was enjoying the newly served Buddha Jumping Over the Wall, and she had to lament that the cooking skills of the contestants were very good.

He Xuanchen watched her eat with gusto, worried that she was really full.

"Take it easy, don't stretch yourself."

Yu Ziqing took a sip of the thick soup and said, "Don't you want to try it? It tastes very good."

He Xuanchen smiled and said, "I'm afraid you'll be overwhelmed right now."

Yu Ziqing didn't care about it: "Take some digestion tablets and do some exercise before going to bed, it's not a big problem."

She only tasted one or two bites of each dish, and she really ate a lot together.

The corners of He Xuanchen's mouth twitched slightly: "Move around? Okay."

Yu Ziqing frowned and stared at him: "I mean pure exercise, not the kind you think, don't make up your mind."

He Xuanchen raised his eyebrows: "Yeah, exercise, what do you think I'm talking about?"

Yu Ziqing looked at him with admiration: "Is your mind full of rubbish?"

He Xuanchen smiled and said, "Did you see it?"

He glanced at the young man not far away, and said in a low voice: "This man is the second ancestor of the Ouyang family, Ouyang Jian, the son of Ouyang Jinsong. He has no brains, and it is most appropriate to start with him."

Yu Ziqing didn't bother with him for the sake of his business.

At this moment, Ouyang Jian, who had been commented by He Xuanchen as being brainless, walked towards their table as if sensing some kind of radar.

Ouyang Jian is about 28 years old, less than 1.8 meters tall, and weighs about 250 kilograms, which makes him look fat and big, and his belly is much bigger than Ouyang Xiaojie's pregnant belly.

Ouyang Jian walked over familiarly, and said in surprise: "My God, Mr. He, Miss, aren't you two recording a program? Why are you here for a cooking competition? I was so busy eating that I didn't pay attention you."

"I like you two so much. You are both so good at cooking. You study all kinds of food every day. Watching your live broadcast these two days, I want to go to your house for a meal."

Yu Ziqing smiled lightly: "Yes, do you have time tomorrow? Come to our house as a guest."

Ouyang Jian was dumbfounded, and blinked in disbelief: "What? Go, go, visit your house?"

He just wanted to express the excitement of the little fans, but he never thought that they would really agree.

Yu Ziqing's smile is warm, as gentle as a spring breeze, and her beautiful fox eyes reveal the purest sincerity.

"Mr. He and I don't know what to do when we record the program every day. It's quite boring. Netizens want to doze off watching it, right? I was thinking about finding something to do. When you said it just now, I suddenly had a Idea, it’s good to invite friends to our place for dinner. After dinner, you can climb the mountain and enjoy the scenery.”

"If Mr. Ouyang is willing, you will be the first guest of our Yulinshan villa."

She tried her best to release her kindness, but she didn't know whether the target person could be successfully seduced.

Ouyang Jian's mind was filled with the names of the dishes that Yu Ziqing reported during the live broadcast in the afternoon.

He couldn't help taking a breath, and asked expectantly: "Then when will I go tomorrow? Can I go over and have breakfast with you? Can I stay for lunch, dinner and supper? Can I go for a few more days?"

After a series of questions, he felt locked on by a cold light, and shivered inexplicably.

He immediately apologized and said with a smile: "Mr. He, I heard that your family doesn't eat supper? Then I'll go over for lunch tomorrow, and leave after dinner, okay?"

Yu Ziqing said with a smile, "No problem."

She took out her mobile phone: "Let's add a V, you order first, so as not to run out of ingredients tomorrow."

Ouyang Jian was about to scan Yu Ziqing's QR code business card when He Xuanchen blocked him suddenly.

Ouyang Jian looked at him suspiciously, understood something in an instant, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I, Mr. Kaga, is the same."

He Xuanchen took a napkin and threw the pen on the table over.

Ouyang Jian didn't bother with this problem, and wrote down the names of more than [-] dishes quickly.

He presented his menu with both hands, and said with some embarrassment: "I have a big appetite. Not everyone is lucky enough to taste the dishes cooked by master chefs like you. Maybe this is my chance."

Yu Ziqing was still full of smiles: "It's okay, there will be opportunities in the future. If it doesn't work, you can go to Yusong Building. The chef of that restaurant is my disciple and grandson."

Ouyang Jian repeatedly agreed: "Okay, okay, I just wanted to ask you about this restaurant, then I will go to your place for dinner tomorrow, and fly to Yusong Tower in Haicheng the day after tomorrow."

He walked away like a jackpot, smiling from ear to ear.

He Xuanchen looked displeased: "Do you add friends to everyone?"

Yu Ziqing didn't take it seriously, she had a lot of friends, one more is not a big deal.

"What's the matter? Many friends and multiple paths, maybe they will be useful in the future."

He Xuanchen snorted: "With me here, what road do you still lack?"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "Why do I feel that with you around, all my roads are blocked?"

He Xuanchen said with an evil smile: "It is enough to reserve a path for you."

Yu Ziqing asked curiously, "Which one?"

He Xuanchen said: "The road between us."

Yu Ziqing still didn't understand: "What?"

He Xuanchen said with a smile: "Use the shortest distance to walk the long road of life."

Yu Ziqing was speechless: "..."

Never want to talk to him again.

There were no emergencies in the cooking competition until the end.

The people of Ouyang's family sweated a little, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

They were afraid that Yu Ziqing would make the Ouyang family unable to come down. If she really did, no one could do anything to her.

Fortunately, the ancestor showed mercy and let them go.

Ouyang Jinsong sent the guests away one by one. Hearing from his son that he would be a guest at He Xuanchen's house tomorrow, he almost thought that he was tired and dizzy and heard wrong.

"What? They asked you to visit? Dinner?"

Ouyang Jian said with a smile: "Yes, I was asked to write the recipe. I will be lucky tomorrow."

Ouyang Jinsong felt something was wrong: "What did they ask you to do?"

If you want to invite him, the head of the Ouyang family, why invite a coward who only knows how to eat every day?
Ouyang Jian said proudly: "I said casually that I wanted to visit their house. I didn't expect them to agree, but the eldest lady agreed immediately, and Mr. He asked me to order."

Ouyang Jinsong asked doubtfully, "Are they so easy to talk to?"

If it is really so easy to talk, then it will not be so scary.

He reminded coldly: "Don't talk nonsense in front of them."

Ouyang Jian said happily: "What did I say? I study food all day long. Is there any shameful thing that I can't say?"