Chapter 1001
Mr. President Dotes On His Wife Crazily
1001 First time cooking
A trace of guilt flashed across Wen zhihuaiâs eyes. He nodded at the doctor.
Then, the doctor left the room with his men.
Wen zhihuai called han Yuting in and instructed him in a low voice, â âAsk Madam to come over and take care of the old master. If thereâs anything wrong with the old master, get someone to inform me, Hanhan.â
Han Yutingâs eyes flickered as he nodded slightly.
After that, Wen zhihuai brought Wen Muchu out of the ward.
The two of them arrived at an empty Ward. Wen zhihuai lifted his head and looked at Wen Muchu with a trace of guilt.
Mu Chu, Qianqian, your grandfather is getting on in years. He canât take any more stimulation. Qianqian, letâs discuss this further, okay? â
Wen Muchu also knew that some things could not be rushed.
If old Mr. Wen were to get so angry that something bad happened, he would also become a sinner.
Therefore, he nodded without any objection.
Wen zhihuai raised his hand and patted his shoulder.
donât worry. This time, Iâm by your side. No matter what decision you make, Iâll support you, Hanhan.
Wen Muchuâs eyes flickered as he looked at Wen zhihuai with a slightly moved expression.
For the first time, he felt the warmth of family from Wen zhihuai.
This kind of feeling was completely different from the care and concern that father Wen and mother Wen had for him.
No matter how well they treated him, he knew that he was not their biological son.
Their relationship had always been separated by a barrier.
When Wen Cheng made a mistake, her parents would not hesitate to reprimand her.
When he made a mistake, they would never hit or scold him. They were afraid that if they treated him badly, it would make their feelings fall into an even colder state.
Sometimes, blood relations were a very strange thing.
He was clearly very resistant to Wen zhihuaiâs proximity, but every time, he could not help but get closer to him.
......
Wen Muchu left the hospital and went home.
Lan Xiao had already prepared dinner and was waiting for him at home.
When she heard the door open, she quickly got up and rushed to the door with a smile.
Wen Muchu opened the door and saw Lan Xiaoâs bright and strange smile.
He couldnât help but smile and ruffled her hair.
âDid the sun rise from the West today, Yingluo? you came to the door to welcome me today?â
Lan Xiao chuckled and took his hand. He stood on his tiptoes and planted a kiss on his lips.
âI missed you, so I couldnât wait to see you, Yingluo.â
Wen Muchu shook his head. He thought that Lan Xiaoâs abnormal behavior was probably due to old master Wenâs matter.
He changed his shoes and took off his coat.
He allowed Lan Xiao to pull him to the dining table.
Chuchu, I learned a few dishes on the internet today. Do you want to try my cooking? â
Wen Muchu raised his brows slightly and asked in surprise, â âYou made it yourself?â
Lan Xiao quickly nodded, looking like he was waiting for praise.
âThatâs right. How was it? The so-called color, fragrance, and taste are all complete. Does my dish have a color first? This dish is quite pleasing to the eye, right?â
Wen Muchu sat down and looked at the two dishes and soup. He smiled and nodded.
âYingluo, this dish looks pretty good, Yingluo. I wonder how it will taste?â
Lan Xiao smiled triumphantly,âChuchu, Iâm not bragging, but I think Iâm a cooking genius.â Itâs hard for you to imagine, but this is my first time cooking, right Yingluo? not only is my dish beautiful, but the taste is also absolutely unforgettable, Yingluo!â
Wen Muchu picked up his chopsticks, picked up a piece of green celery and put it into his mouth.
Lan Xiaoâs face was full of anticipation. He opened his eyes wide and stared at his reaction without blinking.
âHow is it, how is it? Does it taste good? Is it delicious?â
Wen Muchu chewed on the crisp and chewy celery, his eyebrows raised in surprise.
He couldnât help but ask in surprise,âIs this really your first time cooking?â
Lan Xiao hurriedly nodded. of course! Iâll be a dog if I lie to you.
Wen Muchuâs eyes were smiling as he smiled and nodded.
âWith your cooking skills, if you cook a few more times, you can totally compete with the chefs in the hotel, Yingying.â
Lan Xiao was so happy that his eyes curved into crescents. He hugged Wen Muchuâs arm and chuckled softly.
Her heart was filled with joy when she saw how generous he was with his praise.
âHa, Yingluo Chuchu, I really love you to death, Yingluo!â
Wen Muchuâs heart felt warm. He turned his head and cupped her chin with his palm. He could not help but kiss her on the lips.
Lan Xiao shyly hid in his arms and the two of them had dinner together.
Since Lan Xiao was cooking, Wen Muchu took the initiative to do the dishes.
Unexpectedly, he had just gotten up to clean up the dishes and go to the kitchen to wash the dishes.
Lan Xiao quickly stopped him. âThat Xuanji Chuchu, youâve been working all day. You must be very tired. You should quickly go rest, Iâll do such a small thing as washing the dishes Yingying, Iâll do it, Iâll do it Yingying!â
Wen Muchuâs eyes flickered as he glanced at the kitchen.
He had a feeling that Lan Xiao was hiding some unspeakable secret.
Lan Xiao saw his gaze and looked towards the kitchen.
She was shocked and quickly cleaned up the dishes with a smile. She took the bowls to the kitchen to wash them.
She entered the kitchen, afraid that Wen Muchu would come over and snatch the dishes from her.
She had locked the kitchen door from the inside.
She hurriedly placed the utensils into the sink and packed up the food in the kitchenâs trash can.
This thing must not be seen by Wen Muchu. Otherwise, wouldnât the beautiful image she had maintained tonight be in vain?
How could she have such good cooking skills to be able to make such delicious dishes on her first try?
Originally, she had planned to personally cook today to please Wen Muchu.
Who knew that she would try to make a tomato scrambled egg and almost burn down the kitchen.
Cooking was too scary. She didnât dare to do it herself, so she asked Tiger to order a few home-cooked dishes.
However, she had just placed the dishes on the table and had not had time to destroy the evidence when Wen Muchu returned.
Lan Xiaoâs heart was filled with trepidation.
It wasnât easy for her to get Wen Muchuâs praise. She had to show off for a few days, so Lan Xiao immediately decided to lie and say that she cooked the dishes.
Of course, there was a price to pay for lying.
She didnât want to wash the dishes at all, but in order to cover up this lie, she had to do it even if she didnât want to ...
Lan Xiao sighed. Sigh, what was going on?
Lan Xiao washed the dishes and cleaned the place. She picked up the garbage bag and sneakily opened the kitchen door.
She first observed the living room and did not see Wen Muchuâs figure. She slowly heaved a sigh of relief.
Then, she walked out of the kitchen and tiptoed toward the door.
However, just as she walked to the door and was about to open it ...
Wen Muchuâs voice suddenly came from behind.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âWhatâs that thing youâre carrying?â
Lan Xiao was shocked and her face turned pale.
She immediately turned around and pretended to be shocked as she grinned at Wen Muchu.
Oh, itâs nothing. Itâs just some kitchen trash. Iâm going to throw it away, Yingluo.