Substitute bride, CEO dotes on his wife and is busy

"Would you like something to eat?" An Yue asked, "I'm not very good at cooking. The most I can do is make an omelette."

As the saying goes, she can cook anything, but she doesn't know any other cooking skills, she just can't cook them. An Yue saw an earthworm in the pot and suddenly remembered that she could fry earthworms in oil.

Seeing that Yun Sizhan had put away the vegetables, she coughed lightly and ordered: "Go and put away the earthworm first."

For example, earthworms, eels, and snakes were slippery and scary to her.

Yun Sizhan was about to refuse, but when he remembered what she had said before and that people commented on their divorce every day on the Internet, he frowned again and went to clean up the earthworm.

These earthworms were all living creatures. He grabbed them and quickly chopped them into several pieces with a kitchen knife.

"Oh, your sword skills are very powerful." An Yue praised.

Probably stimulated by An Yue's words, he said he would cook himself.

"No need, you just need to start here, I will take care of the other things." He is a pampered young master, what does he know?

"What are you doing? Are you doubting me?" Yun Sizhan stared at her and curled up the corner of his mouth.

Seeing the ferocious look on his face, An Yue didn't want to say anything more, so she could only say tactfully: "Since you are so interested, I will leave this matter to you.'

She paused and continued to encourage: "If your cooking skills are really good, after the show is broadcast, many netizens will be jealous that I have found a good husband."

"That's true!" Yun Sizhan nodded.

Yun Sizhan raised his eyebrows and pushed her out of the kitchen without saying a word, "You go out first, don't get in the way here."

An Yue was not idle either. She was watching TV in the living room. Not long after, she heard the sound of cooking coming from the kitchen, which made her a little worried. About three minutes later, a scream came from the back kitchen.

"Ouch~" A shrill howl sounded.

An Yue's heart skipped a beat and she hurriedly walked over.

Then he saw the scream, coming from the cameraman.

"What's happening here?"

The cameraman's face and hands were stained red by the hot oil.

Look what your husband has done!

I saw a mess in the kitchen. A pan was thrown on the table nearby, and it was covered with burnt loaches.

As for the "culprit" Yun Sizhan, who was not stained by the hot oil stains at all, he quickly explained when An Yue looked at him: "This is none of my business. If the oil stains are spilled, I can't control it. "

"You can!" An Yue gritted her teeth and said,

"Can you cover this thing with a pot lid?"

Cameraman: That’s right, that’s right!

"I didn't think about it just now." Yun Sizhan said lightly, "And it was because I was saving people that I dropped the pan."

An Yue didn't believe it at all. It was obvious that he threw the pan away because he was afraid of being splashed by the hot oil.

An Yue covered her forehead, "Okay, okay, leave quickly, I'm worried you will blow up my kitchen."

The cameraman nodded heavily and thought to himself: "Yes, leave quickly. If the house is damaged, the crew will pay for the damage."

"I can't leave. What if this scene is broadcast and someone says I'm getting divorced?"

An Yue: "...".

This guy is really good at acting. They are not a real couple anyway, so why are they so scared?

She comforted him: "It's okay. If others say bad things about you, I'll say it for you." No, she won't be scolded.

Yun Sizhan was reluctantly satisfied and left the kitchen happily, leaving a mess on the ground.

Just as An Yue was about to call it a day, she saw from the corner of her eye that the cameraman next to her hadn't left yet, so she shyly asked, "How about you give me some medicine first? I have to clean up, so don't rush to record."

The cameraman also felt the hot oil stains. He gritted his teeth and looked at An Yue with a pity look: "Miss An, has your husband never cooked at home?"

"Oh, he is very busy at work and seldom cooks, which makes you feel wronged." An Yue said.

Hearing this, the cameraman felt more pity for An Yue. Such a beautiful woman wanted to find such an ugly person who didn't know how to cherish herself.

An Yue blinked, feeling that the cameraman seemed to have made a mistake, but he didn't say much and turned around and left.

More than ten minutes later, she found some fresh pork, stirred it into minced meat, and prepared to make minced eggplant and minced pork chili.

There was nothing that could be done about it. After all, she only knew how to cook a few home-cooked dishes, such as sweet and sour pork ribs, braised pork trotters with sweet and sour pork loin, and braised pork elbows. She couldn't cook any of them.

But it’s too late to learn at this time, so it’s better to make two of the easiest stir-fries first. After more than an hour, four other couples arrived.

Si Jingxuan looked at Shi Feng, her face full of envy, "It's so beautiful, I want to live in a place like this."

Rong Xinru chose the worst room. She felt sour in her heart, but she couldn't express it. She pretended to be surprised and said: "It's a bit unfair that such a good room has been arranged for you."

Neither Nan He nor Lin Yuanzhou felt too big, because they picked good places. Although the area was not large, it did not have much impact.

Everyone brought their favorite food and put it on the table one after another, which added up to a lot.

"Come on, let's go. This is our first time recording a show. Let's have a drink." Lin Yuanzhou was on the side to smooth things over. Everyone raised their glasses and started chatting. There were several photographers taking pictures around.

Rong Xinru saw the fried minced pork eggplant and minced pepper at a glance, and immediately showed a look of disgust, "Who made these two things? It's not a good thing at first glance."

Everyone stared at the two plates, but no one spoke.

"I cooked these two myself. I don't know anything about staple food, so I just cooked a few dishes for you to try."

Rong Xinru said in surprise: "Do you always do this? Don't you even know how to stir-fry vegetables?"

The remaining VIPs didn't say a word, just waiting quietly for Rong Xinru and An Yue to get into a fight.

"Isn't it possible?" An Yue realized that Rong Xinru was deliberately making things difficult for her, the politeness on her face disappeared, and a cold light flashed in her eyes.

Rong Xinru turned over two plates with a look of disdain on her face, "Look at this eggplant, it's all cooked. Look, is this minced meat? If you hadn't reminded me, I wouldn't have known if this was real. It’s edible. I’ve seen it on TV. It’s better not to eat such food.”

In fact, not all the minced meat on this plate was burnt, only two slices were black, and some seasoning was sprinkled on them to change their color, but as Rong Xinru said, this does not mean that this Just real meat.

Not to mention that, Rong Xinru turned out the shredded peppers and eggplants, shook her head and said, "Even the dog I raise won't like these two dishes."

The words were a bit ugly, "If you don't want to eat, then forget it, there's no need to do this."

Why, isn't her taste good enough?