Prisoner's wife's pet: European-style president's domineering love

After eating at noon, Mu Xiaoyan only had half a pack of potato chips in her stomach, and her stomach was empty. She walked downstairs in a hurry, and when she looked up, she saw the customer who was cooking outside. It was yesterday Those who bought a hundred bowls, needless to say, they were definitely sent by Huangfu Xijue again.What does he mean, buy it back and still not eat a bowl, and let her clean it up tomorrow?

Mu Xiao smoked and walked into the back kitchen, seeing her father still busy walking over there: "Dad, the person sitting outside is still the same person from yesterday, did he order so much again?"

This is Mu Jianzhang who just poured the oil into the pot and carefully watched the heat, and said quietly, "I ordered a thousand bowls today."

"Ordered a thousand bowls?" Mu Xiaoyan repeated in surprise, and at the same time, her boredom with Huangfu Xijue grew in her heart. "Dad, are you sure you want to do it?"

Looking at the nostalgic smile on Dad's face, I don't know if it's because of business.

The fire was just right and the oil was cooked quickly. Mu Jianzhang put the vegetables he had cut in advance from the cutting board into the pot, and carefully stirred them with a shovel.

"Didn't it be agreed that our family will have dinner today? How could Dad be so stupid as to open it again?" He kept his eyes on the pot for fear of accidentally cooking it.

"Okay...then how long will it take for the rice to be cooked? Mom wants me to come down and urge you." Knowing that mom is the father's weakness, Mu Xiaoyan mentioned it casually. Mom won't blame her.

Mu Jianzhang just smiled lightly, and answered her: "Soon, you guys wait a little longer." How could he not know that Mu Xiaoyan was just talking nonsense just now, that he has lived with Nianrui for so many years, he Knowing her thoughts, knowing how she treats herself, even if they think they are a couple who depend on each other for life, she doesn't take it for granted that she depends on him, how can Mu Xiaoyan feel it when she lives in their babysitting all day long? .

"Then Dad, I'll go up first." Mu Xiaoyan smiled, grabbed a piece of cucumber that hadn't been put into the pot from the cutting board next to her, stuffed it into her small mouth, turned and left the kitchen.

And the man sent by Huangfu Xijue outside was sitting there, and Xinhua next to him tried hard to persuade him, but he remained unmoved.

Mu Xiaoyan walked over directly, and since her father wasn't even going to make these noodles, she could drive him away more confidently: "Xinhua, you can help my father first, I'll come here."

Xinhua was a little worried, but Mu Xiaoyan walked away anyway. He really couldn't persuade this stubborn guest.

Mu Xiaoyan opened the stool and sat on the seat opposite him, slapped the table heavily with her palms, with a smug expression: "Today's noodles will not be sold to your young master, you go back and tell him not to Stop wasting money on food."

Buying a thousand bowls of noodles is a task ordered by the young master, and he dare not fail to complete it, so now he is also very embarrassed to bow his head and send a message back to the young master, but he gets a more affirmative order from the young master: [Must be completed]

"A thousand bowls of noodles." The man was still persistent after looking at the phone screen.

Although Mu Xiaoyan didn't see clearly what was on his phone, she was sure that it must have something to do with Huangfu Xijue, and he must be reporting it to Huangfu Xijue.

Mu Xiaoyan snatched the phone from the man while he was unprepared. The text message on it was clear at a glance, but it was in M ​​mandarin, which he couldn't understand. She tapped the call on the screen lightly with her slender fingers...