President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

It is indeed too late.

Because the car had already arrived at the gate of Tingyu Pavilion, even Zhou Zheng was standing at the gate.

Seeing the white nanny car stop, he immediately ran over and opened the door.

"You are the young masters and young ladies of the Xuanyuan family in Jingdu. Let me introduce myself. My name is Zhou Zheng, and I am Huo Ye's special assistant. If you call me Special Assistant Zhou...Miss Qin, why are you also in the car?"

Qin Su helped her forehead helplessly, knowing that today she would not be able to live anymore.

I had no choice but to get out of the car, and said, "I know Mrs. Bo, she said that some children are coming to Tingyu Pavilion for a while, please let me take care of them, so I went to the airport to pick them up."

It was so!

Zhou Zheng didn't have any doubts, nodded and bared his teeth, "Then why don't you tell me, so that I can become a driver."

"Forgot." Qin Su said nonsense.

Before Zhou Zheng could speak again, he changed the subject directly, "Let's stop standing at the door, let's go in quickly."

"Yes, yes, go in first, young masters and ladies, just leave your luggage to me, and go in with Miss Qin first." Zhou Zheng nodded accordingly.

The five little ones were not polite, and entered the house with Qin Su directly.

In the living room, Qin Su found that the old lady had woken up and was sitting on the sofa, seriously looking at the notes she had just copied.

Wearing presbyopic glasses, don't mention how serious it is.

Hearing the movement at the entrance, the old lady turned her head and was taken aback by the solid, "Susu, who are these little guys...?"

"It's a child from Xuanyuan's family in Kyoto. Among them is a boy called Xing Xing who is very good at cooking, so he was invited to participate in the chef conference and will stay here for a while." Qin Su explained.

Hearing this, the old lady looked at Xingxing with a little more appreciation in her eyes.

Smiling and beckoning, "Is the star, come here, let grandma take a good look at you, ouch, you are only ten years old, and your cooking skills have already reached the level where you can participate in the chef's conference. This is simply a genius!"

Xing Xing immediately stepped forward, first called grandma sweetly, and then said, "I just like to study cooking. I am lucky to have the opportunity to participate in this kind of conference and gain experience."

"Don't be modest!" The old lady sternly said, "You will only be invited if you have the ability. What does luck have to do with it?"

As I was talking, I started to smack my mouth, "Oh, I remembered that when I was young, I lived in Kyoto for a while. At that time, I especially liked the special butter mutton cakes in Kyoto. I wanted to eat three meals a day. Unfortunately, that shop later After changing the cook, the taste is not the same, it has been greedy for so many years..."

Xing Xing is a villain, so how could he not understand what the old lady meant.

Immediately took a bite, "I know how to make that dish, although I don't know if it is the taste you want, grandma, but I can give it a try."

"What did I say, you are capable, that's why you can participate in the chef meeting, Wu Ma, quickly take Xingxing to the kitchen, and you will help, don't let Xingxing get tired!"

Wu Ma nodded immediately, and led Xing Xing to the kitchen.

Several five-star chefs were standing by to help Xing Xing.

That scene, not to mention how grand it was.

And at this end, the two little girls, Tuanyuanyuan, also gathered around, their mouths were as sweet as they wanted, and the old lady couldn't even close her mouth.

"You guys are really grandma's happy fruit. Oh, if this is my great-granddaughter, I'm afraid I'd have to wake up from a dream."

Hearing this, Qin Su's eyes flashed, and she thought of an idea.