Dressed as the villain's cannon fodder daughter

Lu Qianxun glanced at Wu Mo with cold eyes, and frowned in displeasure.

Wu Mo's back was stiff, he came back to his senses instantly, and quickly bowed his head.

"Good morning, Miss Lu."

Lu Qianxun intervened, and responded with a calm "Yes."

Chen Zhen walked in from the outside and said respectfully: "Miss, you are awake, you can go to dinner."

"Miss Lu, our young master is already waiting in the restaurant, he..."

Before Wu Mo could finish speaking, Lu Qianxun walked directly towards the restaurant, followed closely by Chen Zhen.

Wu Mo looked at the slender figure who was leaving, lowered his eyes, his eyes darkened slightly.

in the restaurant.

Lu Qianxun entered the restaurant.Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the handsome man in the glass kitchen wearing a gray apron who was concentrating on preparing the ingredients, and the two private chefs standing behind him.

Lu Qianxun raised his eyebrows slightly, and turned his head to look at Chen Zhen, "Why is he in the kitchen?"

Chen Zhen quickly waved his hand to express his ignorance, "Miss, I don't know why he is in the kitchen."

Lu Qianxun sat gracefully at one side of the luxurious European-style long dining table, and Chen Zhen opened the chair for her.

Then, he looked at Fu Siming who took off his apron and came out.

The young man was elegant and handsome, and Xiao Shuxuan raised his hand. He was wearing a black shirt, black trousers on his lower body, his back stood upright like a green pine, and his face was tinged with a sense of abstinence.

The two private chefs behind him followed with meals.

Lu Qianxun rested his chin on one hand, looked at him, and asked, "Fu Siming, what are you doing in the kitchen?"

He smiled slightly when he heard the words, his eyes were gentle, "I'll make you breakfast."

Lu Qianxun was startled, "Huh?"

Standing beside Lu Qianxun, Chen Zhen opened his eyes as if struck by lightning.

what?

What did he hear?

This guy can also cook?

Chen Zhen looked at the two private chefs of the Lu family who were carrying the meals, and asked in a deep voice, "Hey, didn't you two make breakfast?"

The two chefs froze, and quickly explained: "Miss, we also want to, but..." This guy took their jobs.

They didn't dare to finish the sentence, for fear of being stunned by this terrible man.

The chef hastily arranged the meal and opened the cover on the plate.

Lu Qianxun looked at the arrangement and color of the food, and it could be described as "delicacy on a jade plate".

A flash of shock flashed in Moyu's bright eyes, and he looked at Fu Siming, and asked in surprise, "You really did this?"

The handsome man's lips curled slightly, "Yes, try it."

Chen Zhen persuaded: "Miss, you don't seem to be used to eating Western food for breakfast, you'd better wait for them..."

Chen Zhen doesn't know if the food made by Fu Siming can be eaten, it will be bad if the lady eats it badly

Fu Siming's eyes froze, and he squinted his narrow, dark eyes to look at Chen Zhen.

The man's scrutiny carried an indescribable sense of oppression, and his eyes, which were as moist as water just now, were suddenly filled with ice, which made his hair stand on end.

Chen Zhen quickly turned his head away, not to meet his gaze.

Lu Qianxun's bright eyes trembled, and he readily responded, "Okay."

Fu Siming raised his brows lightly, and seemed to be in a very happy mood.

Chen Zhen:"......"

grass!This guy!

Lu Qianxun picked up the knife and fork and began to cut the steak in front of her.

But before she could cut a piece, suddenly another plate of cut steak had moved in front of her eyes, and Lu Qianxun looked up slightly.

Fu Siming's handsome face instantly showed a dizzying smile, "Eat this, I've already cut it up."

Lu Qianxun looked at him flattered, and responded with a soft "Yes."

Fu Siming moved the steak she had cut into a small piece in front of him.

Lu Qianxun picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, the mouth was soft and tender, and the lips and teeth were fragrant.

The starry eyes twinkled, the corners of the lips slightly raised, and made a comment.

"delicious!"

Chen Zhen's eyes widened, this is unscientific!

Thinking of a person like him, he seems to have a lot of things to do every day, and he can still cook well?

It's the lady who gave him face!

He doesn't believe it!

Fu Siming stared at her with a smile on his face, and his voice was deep and magnetic, "You don't usually eat Western food, so I'll make you a Chinese breakfast next time, and I'll make whatever you like for three meals a day."

Lu Qianxun was stunned and asked, "When did you learn it?"

"Two years ago!"

Did he go to learn how to cook during his absence, just to cook for her?

During the days when Fu Siming left, he learned to cook so that he would have the opportunity to cook for his beloved girl in the future.

Learned online.

If you want to win someone's heart, you must first win her stomach.

Lu Qianxun finished his meal gracefully.

...

Sydney CBD, central square.

In a private room of a certain building.

The cold girl tapped the table with her slender and white fingers.

Zuo An lowered his head and said, "Miss, I have checked everything several times, and there is nothing wrong with the documents."

Lu Qianxun looked down at Hao Wan's watch, his palm-sized delicate face froze.

Today's partner has no sense of time!

The male's slender and fit body moved towards the girl's side, lightly covered her slender waist with his hands, and began to rub it lightly.

Lu Qianxun's spine was stiff, and his slender hands quickly restrained his movements. He frowned slightly, turned his face slightly, and said angrily, "Fu Siming, what are you doing?"

"Sitting for a long time, let me rub it for you."

Zuo An: "..."

Chen Zhen and Shiqi standing behind: "..."

Lu Qianxun parted his big palm from her waist, and said in a low tone, "No, don't get so close to me, sit over there!"

Fu Siming closed his eyes, suppressing his restless addictions and desires, like a big docile dog.

"Okay, I won't rub you anymore."

After she glanced at him coldly, she said forcefully, "Sit over!"

Fu Siming looked at him calmly, and said in a soft voice, "Chihiro..."

"Don't pretend to be pitiful to me."

Zuo An looked at the time, frowned and said: "Miss, the time is up, but the partner still hasn't arrived."

On Lu Qianxun's gloomy delicate face, there was a biting cold air.

Fu Siming's dark eyes were full of hostility, and he had such a bad sense of time.

Lu Qianxun stood up without raising his eyelids, and said coldly, "Zuo An, deal with it."

"Yes, ma'am."

Lu Qianxun turned his head and said suddenly, "Fu Siming, let's go."

Fu Siming's face was filled with joy, and he got up to follow quickly.

A luxury shopping mall in the central square.

In a luxury store.

A Chinese clerk opened his eyes wide, looking at the beautiful girl and the elegant and handsome man in front of him.

There are also several men in black suits outside the store entrance.

She couldn't help swallowing some, and hurriedly settled down.

But seeing that handsome men and beautiful women are noble people, I am very excited in my heart, her performance has come.

She introduced in a gentle tone: "Sir, miss, we have a lot of styles here, I don't know what type you two like..." (English)

Lu Qianxun's tone was light, "No need, let's see for ourselves." (English)

The female clerk smiled professionally: "Huh?...Okay."

"Fu Siming, bow your head."

Fu Siming bowed his head obediently, with a smile on his handsome face and tender eyes.

Lu Qianxun picked up a pair of expensive black sunglasses and put them on Fu Siming's face, making his face even more distant and cold, making him unapproachable.

Lu Qianxun teased lightly, "If you change your hairstyle, you can be my bodyguard."

Through the sunglasses, Fu Siming saw the girl's white and plump gully.