Fast time travel cannon fodder: the villain boss is forced to resign

Chapter 246 Stepmother Rules 21
Qi Yuan paused, and said indifferently, "Come on, let's go together."

An An never doubted what Qi Yuan meant by "together" until she walked into the kitchen.

An An looked at the one-meter-long cauldron and the bewildered nannies in the kitchen, lost in thought.

How on earth did Mom move such a big pot in?

How come no one reminded him and Dad?

When An An was hesitating how to move out, Qi Yuan glanced at him, held the handle of the pot with both hands, and picked it up.

Ann: "!!!"

When he was a child, his mother lied to him, saying that he couldn't hold him!
fraud!

Qi Yuan left the kitchen with the pot in his arms, An An stood there, staring at Qi Yuan's back with complicated eyes.

The nanny in the kitchen chatted in a low voice, talking about Qi Yuan's 'divine power'.

When An An lifted her feet to go out, she had a smile in her eyes, but the temperature was cold, "No wonder being able to be a mother's substitute is a merit."

As soon as the words fell, An An's face turned warm, fair and well-behaved, a young man who seemed to be ignorant of the world, his eyes were clear, and he walked towards the outside of the kitchen with slow steps.

"My God, no wonder I can be Mrs. Cheng's stand-in. Not only does she look exactly the same, but she can also cook and has great strength. She's not an ordinary person!"

"I heard that rich people have eccentricities. Maybe her strength can satisfy Mr. Cheng!"

"I heard that Mrs. Cheng has little strength. At that time, she couldn't even hold the young master. This is amazing. She can move such a large pot."

"Will Mrs. Cheng wake up?"

"Who knows!"

Talking in a low voice, An An curled her lips.

Even if someone could inquire about the Cheng family's news, they would not know whether the double or the real body was real. As for the hospital, they had already arranged for their own people, and not a single mosquito could fly in.

An An stepped on a steady pace, full of energy, and walked to the table. The aroma of the food was lingering in the restaurant, and his eyes lit up slightly. It tastes good, and it should taste good too.

Several people were seated, under the warm light, the cold three people merged into a unique aura, quiet and safe.

Cheng Sui picked up the spoon and was about to serve Qi Yuan soup when a beautiful female voice interrupted him.

"Sir, let me give it to Miss Qi."

Cheng Sui looked over subconsciously, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his deep voice showed displeasure, "Did the senior management hire you?"

I saw that the girl was wearing the uniform of Cheng's family, her pretty face resembled Qi Yuan's seven-pointed image, and she deliberately maintained a weak posture, as if she was asking for protection from others.

Cheng Suifeng's eyes were cold and stern. He didn't believe that the senior management would make such a mistake. The senior management would not let in women who obviously had different intentions.

The girl nodded slowly, her glazed eyes blinked lightly, like the wings of a butterfly, I felt pity for her, "Yes, sir, the senior management's family is very good."

Cheng Sui: "..."

Executives are not nice people.

As for the senior executives daring to let people in, there must be his reasons.

Cheng Sui took a look at the girl, handed out the spoon in his hand, and asked the girl to serve the soup, then turned to look at Qi Yuan, lifted Qi Yuan's hand, and put it in his palm, "Do you have time tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow, the company will recruit new applicants. I need to go there for about an hour. The rest of the time is free."

Qi Yuan glanced at the bowl in front of him, his eyes flickered, and he looked up at the girl who was serving the soup, the face that was exactly like her.

"Go to the kitchen and cut a fruit plate, and bring it over later."

The girl looked at Cheng Sui with soft eyes, and asked for Cheng Sui's opinion, Cheng Sui frowned slightly, "Aren't you going?"

The girl walked towards the kitchen unwillingly, Qi Yuan raised her hand and sprinkled a layer of brown powder in the soup bowl, which would melt when it came into contact with water.

Cheng Sui and An An looked at each other, and everything became clear.

No wonder executives let people in.

(End of this chapter)