There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Reluctantly picking up the chopsticks, He Lianquan looked at Zhen Jiabao, who was sitting in front of him, looking at him with bright anticipation, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Why don't you eat?"

Don't look at him like that if you don't eat.

Zhen Jiabao blinked: "This is my first time cooking..." So she still wanted to get feedback from Helian Quan.

She calls it rice?He Lianquan couldn't bear to dampen her enthusiasm, so he didn't say anything to ridicule, and picked up a chopstick of vegetables and put them in Zhen Jiabao's expectant eyes.

Anyway, if it is cooked, it shouldn't be too bad. He Lianquan's heart is quite optimistic.

But when the green vegetables were put into his mouth, He Lianquan frowned, and Zhen Jiabao felt guilty when he saw it——isn't it delicious?

The green vegetables should be put down first, the taste is too soft, bad review.

There is too much water but there is only instant noodle seasoning for seasoning, and the clear soup lacks water and has no taste. Poor review.

The beef roll was cooked for just the right time, but the smell of the beef is too strong, and it will look fishy if it is not suppressed by the seasoning. Poor review.

He Lianquan put down his chopsticks, and in his heart gave Zhen Jiabao a negative score for this bowl of instant noodles that "can be seen from the real ingredients".

Zhen Jiabao asked hesitantly, "Isn't it delicious?"

Helian Quan responded to her with silence.

It shouldn't be!Even if it is put down and boiled, even if it cannot meet the delicious standard, it will definitely not be unpalatable.

Secretly feeling that Helian Quan was being tricky, Zhen Jiabao unconvinced took a bite with his chopsticks.

Well, it's really not tasty.

Zhen Jiabao choked up for a moment, and forcefully swallowed the mouthful.

"Cough...it's so late and I can only eat this...how about I cook you a new bowl?"

Zhen Jiabao said to He Lianquan periodically.

He Lianquan didn't think that she would be able to cook anything delicious if he came again, and he didn't intend to wrong his stomach.

Getting off the high stool at the bar, Helian Quan walked to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.

"Wow, you actually know how to cook?" Zhen Jiabao was a little shocked by Helian Quan's actions.

He Lianquan gave her a cold look, the bite of vegetables just now made him very uncomfortable.

Zhen Jiabao was not forced back by his gaze, she jumped off the stool, ran to the cooking table and looked curiously at the things in He Lianquan's hand.

"What are you going to do? Wow you're making steak?"

Zhen Jiabao looked at him suspiciously: "Will you do it?"

He Lianquan didn't care about her questioning.

"You think everyone is as brave as you."

Zhen Jiabao angrily picked up a small tomato and threw it at him!

He Lianquan was picking out the spaghetti for the meal, when he was hit by a small tomato thrown by Zhen Jiabao. He was a little shocked, but strangely, he didn't have any anger.

She is really getting bigger and bigger now!
After Zhen Jiabao threw out the little tomato, she felt a little regretful, but she still insisted and said to He Lianquan: "I am brave, so I will not eat what you make. I make noodles myself. If you don't eat it, I will eat it!"

Hmph, what's so great about being able to cook steak, although the noodles she cooks aren't very tasty, but she, Zhen Jiabao, doesn't know how to eat the steak that He Lianquan laughed at her while giving her alms!
Zhen Jiabao sat by the bar, sniffed, and painfully swallowed a piece of beef in his mouth.

Well, it smells so good.

Zhen Jiabao's nose gave in to the aroma coming from the kitchen, but Zhen Jiabao held on to his face and refused to speak softly to him, so he could only bite the bullet and eat the noodles he cooked.

It tasted like chewing wax, and it was extremely painful!
Zhen Jiabao felt that he was a typical case of not dying if he didn't do it!
"How rare is your steak?" Helian Quan asked from behind.

"Seven points...! No, I won't eat!" Zhen Jiabao replied blankly, and then reflected in an instant, raising his voice to express his unyielding to He Lianquan!
"Understood." Without looking up, Helian Quan frowned while letting the steak slide slowly in the pan with a spatula, and tried to stay away from the stove as much as possible.

The oil fume generated during the cooking process of the steak is considered to be very small, but He Lianquan still turned on the range hood as much as possible.

Zhen Jiabao turned his head and looked at He Lianquan's frowning serious expression, and felt that his words were indeed correct, serious men were indeed the most handsome.

Especially a man who is serious and can cook.

Zhen Jiabao stopped eating noodles in pain, and asked He Lianquan curiously: "You are a CEO, how can you cook?"

He Lianquan was fighting against the oily smoke, and he didn't raise his eyes when he heard the words, but asked Zhen Jiabao, "Why not?"

Zhen Jiabao thought for a while, and said with certainty: "Because you are the president, shouldn't the president always stay away from the kitchen and eat the fireworks of the world?"

He Lianquan was very disdainful of her imagination.

"Do you think the president must talk about contracts worth hundreds of millions of dollars every day, and do nothing else?"

Zhen Jiabao shook his head: "At least you probably won't be able to cook by yourself. You are the young master of the Helian family. How could you get the chance to cook? Wouldn't your servants stop you in panic, fearing that the kitchen would violate your honorable status? ?”

Imagining that scene, Zhen Jiabao couldn't help laughing out loud.

He Lianquan shook his head helplessly and explained to her.

"I know how to cook steak because my mom likes it."

When He Lianquan mentioned his mother, his tone was very soft, as if he was talking to a sleeping person and was afraid of waking him up.

Zhen Jiabao suddenly remembered that He Lianquan had told him that Chen Junliang's aunt was his father Helianwei's concubine, so he hesitated and said, "Your mother...she..."

Helian Quan's tone was very ordinary, as if he was stating a very ordinary fact.

"She died."

"..." Zhen Jiabao had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Sorry." Zhen Jiabao sincerely apologized to He Lianquan, reminding him of these things should be a very cruel thing.

Zhen Jiabao thought of her mother. Her memory of her childhood was very vague, but she could vaguely recall the tenderness of her mother when she was held in her arms.

She no longer remembers how her mother passed away—Zhen Fugui said that she was seriously ill at the time and lost that memory, but Zhen Jiabao still remembered the nursery rhyme his mother sang to him before her death and her hugging her The scene of talking while crying.

But she forgot what her mother said.

"...It's okay, there's nothing you can't say about it." He Lianquan was very open to the fact of his mother's death.

"After all, you didn't cause her death... In a sense, death is also a relief for her." He Lianquan obviously fell into a strange mood.

However, the person who killed her mother still had to make atonement.

Zhen Jiabao woke up from the memories, and felt strange about Helian Quan's words, but she knew that she should not ask any more questions.

"Actually, I still miss my mother, although I can't remember what she looks like."

Zhen Jiabao suddenly wanted to confide something to the depressed Helian Quan, after all, in a sense, they were all people who lost their mothers.

"My mother, you should know that I am an illegitimate daughter." Zhen Jiabao shook his head mockingly, and said to Helian Quan.

"I don't know why she was with my father, but I still vaguely remember the three of us living together in my childhood."

It should have been an evening, she held a big cotton candy in her little hand, and she came out of the amusement park holding her mother's hand. His father was waiting for them at the exit, and she jumped happily...

"I forgot what happened afterwards. Although they all said that my mother was the third child who destroyed people's families, I still miss her very much."

Tears welled up in the corners of Zhen Jiabao's eyes. Looking at her sad face, He Lianquan couldn't help asking, "What if she isn't a third party?"

"What?" Zhen Jiabao didn't hear clearly.

"It's nothing." He Lianquan lowered his head and turned the steak over.

He talked too much today.

"I said, no matter who she is, she will love you." He Lianquan tried to comfort her.

"Your name is Jiabao. I think it's because you are her baby that you are called that name."

Zhen Jiabao was stunned for a moment, and finally a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome." The steaks were already fried, and Helian Quan put them on a plate, then mixed the cooked spaghetti with meat sauce, and called Zhen Jiabao over.

"Take it over."

He Lianquan turned off the range hood and said to Zhen Jiabao, "I'll go up and change first."

"Oh." Zhen Jiabao replied in a daze, ran over patter, reached out to pick up the plate and walked towards the bar.

He Lianquan walked up to the second floor, entered the bedroom door, took out his phone and turned on the screen.

Looking at the gentle and beautiful side face on the lock screen, Helian Quan's eyes were full of longing that was too thick to melt away.

Zhen Jiabao put the steak on the bar and sighed at Helian Quan's share.

When he was comforting himself just now, he said that his name was because his mother regarded him as a baby.

As for his name, remembering the lonely and cold expression on his body when he mentioned his mother just now, it was the first time that Zhen Jiabao had feelings similar to distressing for this arrogant young president in the mall.

Moreover, the world of a wealthy family is unimaginable to him. It is a relief for Helian Quan to say that he died. His mother must have had a hard time too.

Zhen Jiabao poked at the pasta on the plate, and decided to try not to talk back to He Lianquan in the future.

When He Lianquan changed his clothes and came downstairs, Zhen Jiabao was pouring wine into the wine glass on the bar.

"what are you doing?"

He Lianquan didn't forget Zhen Jiabao's behavior when he was drunk last time, so he immediately stopped her.

Zhen Jiabao obviously had lingering fears about her behavior last time, so she picked up another bottle on the table and showed Helian Quan a look.

"This is grape juice, not alcoholic."

Zhen Jiabao jumped off the stool and pushed He Lianquan to the bar, and stuffed the glass of red wine into his hand.

"Helian Quan, let's not go home until we're drunk."

"What a mess."

He Lianquan obviously didn't want to mess around with her.

Zhen Jiabao put the cup on the bar counter, what the hell, thought he was so sad, but she still wanted to comfort him.

As a result, people didn't appreciate it at all.

Picking up the cup and gulping it down, Zhen Jiabao lowered his head and thought about it for a while, then shook his head and complained: "It's boring."

Just drink it.

"Eat well and go to bed early."

He Lianquan picked up the knife and fork, and ordered Zhen Jiabao.

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhen Jiabao also picked up the knife and fork, and fiercely cut into the steak.

He Lianquan slowly rolled up the pasta with a fork, looking at Zhen Jiabao's swollen bun face, he suddenly had a desire to poke it down.

Zhen Jiabao, who clumsily wanted to use his own way but couldn't get it right, was surprisingly cute.

There was tidal warmth in Helian Quan's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a slightly invisible arc.