Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

As soon as the lid is opened, a tangy fresh fragrance emerges from it.

Smelling this fragrance, everyone around swallowed uncontrollably.

Many people looked this way with greedy eyes, fixed their gazes on the exquisite box on the table, and showed their shiny eyes like a hungry tiger pouncing on its food.

Shen Jing looked down at the salad on the plate, and suddenly felt that the salad on the plate was not delicious, and he only wanted to eat meat!

Gu Xiaoman's face was splashed by the scent, and he was also a little dazed.

She thought that the food in the box would be the same as the previous one, but she didn't expect that when she opened it, she saw a delicious and savory Buddha jumping over the wall.

The chef who made Buddha Jumping Over the Wall is obviously skilled, and the aroma hooked everyone's gluttons.

Gu Xiaoman pursed his lips, and put down the lid in disappointment.

In order to learn how to cook, she studied several cookbooks in depth, many of which she could memorize with her eyes closed.

It's a pity that as great as he is in theory, he is as handicapped as he is in practice.

Either the vegetables are not cut well, or there are too many seasonings, or the heat is not well controlled, or the vegetables are not cooked well.

The process of Buddha Tiaoqiang is complicated, and there are a lot of ingredients. In order to make each ingredient fully cooked, it needs to be boiled for at least five to six hours.

It was only two hours between her going to the company in the morning and lunch time, which was not enough time for Buddha Tiaoqiang to cook.

Obviously, Mr. Fu did not do this Buddha jump over the wall.

Gu Xiaoman narrowed his eyes, and took Buddha Jumping Wall out of the box sleepily.

In Zhao Jiarong's eyes, Zhao Jiarong immediately clenched his hands tightly in hatred.

Staring straight at the Buddha Jumping Wall in the box, she swallowed uncontrollably and frowned in disgust.

"Deputy Director Gu really doesn't miss any opportunity to show off. Mr. Fu is no longer a member of the Fu family, and he insists on showing off his own food. His tricks are really powerful."

Gu Xiaoman opened the next floor without even looking at her.

Seeing the boiled cabbage heart and steamed fish in the box, Gu Xiaoman was stunned for a moment, and the disappointment in his eyes was instantly replaced by a smile.

The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and she opened another layer with a smile, and she saw the familiar soft-boiled eggs and rice, and there was still a small portion of chicken soup underneath.

Unlike the previous dishes that had been left cold, these dishes were still steaming, obviously not long after they were made.

Gu Xiaoman's lost heart instantly seemed to be soaked in sweet soda, gurgling out, even the strands of hair exuded happiness.

Although the portions of the dishes are small, each one is delicious in color, flavor and taste, and the index finger of the person who hooks it is very twitchy.

Suddenly there was a "gurgling" sound from a hungry stomach, Gu Xiaoman raised his eyes, met Zhao Jiarong's eyes that were burning with jealousy, and smiled.

"Deputy Director Zhao should go to eat quickly, remember to eat more pig brains, maybe it can replenish your brain."

"Gu Xiaoman!"

Zhao Jiarong was so angry that she gritted her teeth, grabbed the ornaments next to her and was about to throw it at Gu Xiaoman, meeting Gu Xiaoman's cold black eyes, her back felt a chill.

Cui Xiaojiao's miserable appearance flashed before her eyes, Zhao Jiarong couldn't help but took a step back, her hand holding the ornament froze in mid-air.

Gu Xiaoman, a bitch, didn't know what he had eaten, and he would strike when he was dissatisfied, and his methods were extremely rude and ruthless.

The last time she was pushed into the sink by Gu Xiaoman, she suffered from rhinitis for several days before it healed.

Zhao Jiarong thought about it, and suddenly a touch of fear rose in her heart.

Seeing the fear on Zhao Jiarong's face, Gu Xiaoman calmly withdrew his gaze, picked up his chopsticks and started eating slowly.

The little girl at the front desk was about to cry, staring at the dishes on the table, swallowing hard.

"Deputy Director Gu, which private kitchen cooks these dishes? They look delicious!"

Shen Jing fiddled with the salad on the plate, and was also too greedy, thinking about the amount of this year-end bonus in his mind.

"Yes, Miss Xiaoman, which private kitchen is this? Is it expensive? Not expensive, I want to try it too. Just by smelling the smell, I can cook three bowls of rice!"

"Three bowls of rice?" Gu Xiaoman looked at her dumbfounded, "I don't know who was arguing to lose weight two days ago, now you are not afraid of the explosion of carbohydrates?"

Shen Jing stared at the dishes on the table with bright eyes, and said righteously: "You will have the strength to lose weight when you are full, Miss Xiaoman, you haven't answered us yet, which private kitchen is it?"

Many people around were chewing the food in their mouths, pricking up their ears, waiting for Gu Xiaoman's answer calmly.

Gu Xiaoman's ears were slightly red, he coughed lightly, and said flatly: "Except for this Buddha jumping over the wall, the rest are all done by Mr. Fu himself."

"what?!"

Shen Jing exclaimed suddenly, the loud voice was heard by half of the cafeteria.

She looked at the dishes on the table that were hundreds of times more exquisite than the Cadan Club, her eyes widened, and she looked at Gu Xiaoman in disbelief.

"You mean, these are made by Mr. Fu himself?"

She deliberately emphasized the word "hands-on", and she still couldn't believe it after she finished speaking, and added another sentence: "That Mr. Fu who was the former president of the Fu family?"

The lady at the front desk was also quite shocked. She couldn't believe it, and said in a daze, "Mr. Fu really did it? That super handsome Mr. Fu, is he so good at cooking?"

The front desk lady sucked her saliva, her eyes sparkled, she looked Gu Xiaoman up and down, envious.

"Miss Xiaoman, are you an angel? Did you save the Milky Way in your previous life? Only in this life can you have such a handsome and rich Mr. Fu! It's unbelievable that such a cold little brother put on an apron for you and cooks seriously ?”

"Gosh, Mr. Fu must be amazing when he cooks!"

Zhao Jiarong, who was next to him, was shocked, but his eyes were burning with jealousy, and the sourness in his heart almost spread out.

Such a cold and unfeminine Mr. Fu, like an indifferent god, is cold and noble, even if he is not from the Fu family, he is willing to cook for Gu Xiaoman himself!

I just cook it myself, but I took the trouble to make another one and take the initiative to send it over!
This is something I didn't even dare to think about.

I thought that when Gu Xiaoman and Mr. Fu were together, they must be servile, flattering, and humble to the dust.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu turned out to be the one who took the initiative to show his favor.

Zhao Jiarong clenched her hands tightly, and the edges and corners of the ornament were deeply embedded in her flesh. Jealousy and hatred were like wildly growing thorns, tightly wrapped around her heart.

What is so good about Gu Xiaoman? !
It's just a bitch that no one wants!To be able to hook Mr. Fu to treat her so well!

In comparison, Du Mingyu, let alone cooking for himself, didn't even warm up a piece of milk for himself.

On the contrary, in order to please Du Mingyu before, Zhao Jiarong also specially enrolled in a cooking class to learn cooking skills, and the back of his hands were scalded by hot oil for several blisters.

The more Zhao Jiarong thought about it, the angrier she became, looking at Gu Xiaoman with vicious and distorted eyes, she wished she could twitch Gu Xiaoman!